During the still weather last week, the many tiny residents of the island invaded our hotel. Overnight, like a biblical plague, we were attacked by ants, mosquitoes, gnats and spiders. We were already living with huge crickets that jump towards you, not away, when they're scared. They share the bathroom, shower and hall with us, and Ryan has one as a bedmate. Due to a crack in the foundation, and another under the window, I had ants all over my pillow and throughout my thesis documents a few days ago. When I dragged the sheets out and sprayed all sorts of chemicals on my bed, our hotel manager, Evangelia, just laughed at me.
One of our dig mates, Eliza, coined a new adjective -- the island has 'gone Jumanji' on us. YUCK. As you likely all know, I HATE bugs. This is a learning experience.
Since bugs are gross, here are some photos of me measuring columns this morning with Yong, the architect, and other teammates.
One of our dig mates, Eliza, coined a new adjective -- the island has 'gone Jumanji' on us. YUCK. As you likely all know, I HATE bugs. This is a learning experience.
Since bugs are gross, here are some photos of me measuring columns this morning with Yong, the architect, and other teammates.
3 comments:
Yikes, your room is bugged!
keep an eye on the rivers especially if they start to turn red
ditto for "strange" hail and frogs
you already have the gnats and locusts
thanks, dad. i'll try to stay out of exodus!
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