Bugs

So, there are a few things that I may have mentioned in passing, but have yet to really explain the full ramifications upon daily life. One of these topics is that of bugs, or insects if you like. Living in the middle of a jungle, there are a LOT of bugs. They range from tiny little ants that you can barely see to giant red ants that bite with a vengeance. From miniature beatles with flashy green wings to enormous cockroaches the size of a small cell phone.

When you wake up in the morning and reach for the honey, your arm is immediately covered in tiny crawling creatures you can feel, but rarely see. When you pick up the sugar, you have to sift out the black ants that have died overnight. As you sit down to enjoy your meal, you find ourself absently waving your hand over the table trying to keep the houseflies from contaminating your food. When you turn on the lights as you enter the house, you are greeted by a flurry of scurrying as all the cockroaches run for cover. Looking for a new outfit in the closet, you come across spiderwebs that you could have sworn weren't there the day before.

All in all, bugs are a fact of life here. If you leave food out on a counter for longer than 5 mins, it's a sacrifice to the bug gods. If you forget to put on long pants before commencing to cook, you find yourself doing a ridiculous dance as you hop from foot to foot attempting to continuously kill mosquitoes as they munch upon your sweet flesh.

On a grander scheme of things, bugs destroy everything here with a surprising rapidity. Wood succumbs to termites, any abandoned space is invaded by hornets, carpenter ants carry away plants piece by piece. In short, it's a jungle out there!