The reason this has come to our attention has to do with the experience we had last night. Casey and I decided to venture away from the safety of out Galveston Walmart to go explore a new island. The plan was we would arrive, find a camping spot and go to bed, leaving the exploration of the island for the morning.
Everything was going fine for the first 35 seconds after our arrival: Casey was letting the dogs out and I was preparing the van for nighttime. That was when I noticed that there was a mosquito in the van.... I hadn't seen a bug for months.... but wait, there was another, and another,
This was not good.
"Casey, close the door, quick"
But it was too late. Within that very small time interval 14,306 mosquitoes had funneled into our van and made themselves at home. We spent the next two hours in a blood bath, killing sometimes 14 in a minutes time and saying encouraging things to each other like "hey, that was a great backhand"
However, we did not get them all.
Then to make matters worse, it started to pour and apparently our van was the only mosquito shelter for miles because they came in through the cracks in the side of the van all night long.
We did not sleep.
There are still mosquitoes in the van. Casey thinks they might be breeding.
We are back at Walmart, itching.
Hope you are all well.
1 comment:
You guys are the best. I can't believe how big your belly is getting. I love to watch your adventures unfold. Sweet Crocs!
Much love,
Relk
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