What the hell bit me?
Last weekend I went for a 12K hike in the mountains of Escazú. It was beautiful, all green hills and big trees.
But some insect bit me on the arm, probably while I was twirling around on a grass-covered slope belting out The Sound of Music like a retard, and now I have a big red lump on my arm that's so hot you could almost fry an egg on it.
Strange, how so many of my blog entries speak of bugs and bumps on my person. Ah, life in the tropics.
But some insect bit me on the arm, probably while I was twirling around on a grass-covered slope belting out The Sound of Music like a retard, and now I have a big red lump on my arm that's so hot you could almost fry an egg on it.
Strange, how so many of my blog entries speak of bugs and bumps on my person. Ah, life in the tropics.
posted by Meg at 8:55 PM
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