Where did all the “mozzies” go?
Didn’t some one blog about the wonderful lack of mosquitoes on this trip?
For those of you who know me, you are familiar with the fact that I almost never am seen wearing a “girlie” clothes. The term “feminine” barely ever factors into any conversation regarding my manner of dress.
But, after spending more than a few weeks with Theresa who just happens to have a bit of fashion sense and can be both feminine and tough (I really admire her travels in Ecuador), I decided to pull out the old Ex Officio light weight crinkle skirt. I wore it to dinner and on a walk around China town. Now until this point, I had been a bit itchy on our trip and had indeed been bitten a few times (less than 6), but nothing too serious.
However, by the time I went to bed last night I was on the verge of crawling out of my skin. By 1AM, I was covered in dozens upon dozens of red welts ; my arms, legs, chest, stomach, back, just about everywhere. I haven’t looked like this since I had a horrendous case of chicken pox back in grade school.
So I digress….. where did all the mosquitoes go on this trip? Up my skirt….unfortunately.