There must be something in my blood*. No matter what lengths I go to disguise myself they always find me. My fiancé (when does saying that stop feeling weird?) thinks I am the ultimate protector – he knows he will never be bitten with me in the vicinity.
Bugs just absolutely love me. Mosquitoes, sand flies, unidentified biting ant creatures – no matter where I am or what I do, they find me.
The mosquitoes of Sydney are having an absolute field day since I moved here. Apparently the wet Spring followed by super hot Summer has caused even more to breed in the city than normal. That and the fact I moved here to feed them.
At present I have 14 bites just on my right leg. Who gets eaten 14 times on one leg? Two cheeky buggers even feasted on my little toe. It’s not so little any more as my allergy to bites means the area swelled, so did my ankle, knee, the flabby bit below my armpit…
It’s not like I’m walking around unprotected. On the evenings we dine on our balcony we light citronella candles, burn those coil things you often find in Thailand AND I liberally spray myself in Deet. But somehow the b*astards find the one spot I forget to cover. Like the sand fly who feasted on my ring finger and those surrounding it the night I got engaged. (Think it was the flies attempt to stop me taking over-posed announcements shots – took photos anyway, was applauded for ‘keeping it real’). Then last night a cheeky critter found his way into the crease between my left butt cheek and thigh below. (Must have got me whilst lying down as it’s a pretty tough spot to reach in any other position!)
So this is my plea to you, fellow travellers and Aussie dwellers, to share with me your tips for not getting bit. I’m willing to try anything at this point (apart from staying inside as that’s not exactly what we moved out here for!). Any old wives tales or miracle products I should know about?
*There is lots of cake and diet coke. Could this be the problem?!