Wings, Stings and Little Bitey Things

I am the Chosen One. Truly.

Now don't be too jealous, you don't know what exactly it is that I have been chosen for. You see, Agnieszka thinks I was chosen when we were in Bled, but I think it was more likely Zagreb, as it was the next day in Zagreb that I discovered my true calling.

Which is? Why, to be the main attraction for all wings, stings and little bitey things. I woke up in Zagreb to discover 42, yes, that's 42 insect bites on my body. I don't know whether the hostel there had bed bugs, or whether there were just mosquitos or something in the room, but these things aren't real little. They're huge welt like shapes on my body. And not just on my legs and arms - no, I've got 3 under my left arm pit, 1 in between my toes, couple on my torso, 7 up my left leg (I must've been lying on my right side because for some reason I don't have many bites on the right) and even my fingers were not spared. It's ridiculous. I look like some sort of leper or something.

And the stupid thing is I left the aerogard at home. I didn't think I'd need it here. So, we spent quite some time that morning wandering about Zagreb looking for insect repellent. Fortunately I found some, so there hasn't been any repeat biting sessions, but now of course there's the itch factor - luckily I had something with me for that!

Then, when we were driving in Bosnia (an experience in itself, I tell you - but one I'll probably save for another blog), just as night was falling (on our approach to Sarajevo) and when I was driving, we were suddenly accosted by a plague of all things with wings. Seriously. It looked like it was raining. You couldn't see anything through the windscreen - and that was when we discovered we didn't have any screen wash in the car. Fortunately there was a servo nearby and we could clean the blighters off.

But to cap it all off, yesterday we took a ferry from Split to Hvar Island. It was a very hot day, and I had packed my togs in preparation for a swim in the Adriatic. In I jump, and seriously, I was in there for all of 2 minutes when I felt a sharp pain in my right shoulder. I look down, and there's a red hair like thing sticking out. So its off to the nearest pharmacy, where the woman informs me that I've been stung by a medusa, which I think is some sort of jelly fish. Now I didn't see the thing that stung, but oh boy, was it painful, and boy, did my shoulder swell up. So I had to buy some cream which I now have to apply twice a day.

We're going to Montenegro hopefully tomorrow. Wonder what insects await me there...