Write down this word: bug. It is a hemiptera insect of the family Cimicidae. His diet is hematophagous, that is, he nourishes with human blood and other warm-blooded animals, blah blah blah. This is what wikipedia counts, the truth is a little different ...
The bed bugs They are an evil entity more annoying than chupacabra. God eludes his responsibility for his creation and even WWF likes him. When they crossed our path it seemed that they were coming out of the mattresses, the walls, the floor ... they were looking at us with the same bad host as the Hitchcock and Hulk birds together.
The owners of the mattresses are believed and as soon as you lie down destroyed after an exhausting trip they leave their shelter and begin to get on your tired little body and suck your blood. Brrr that groans.
- Name: Cimex lectularius or vulgarly bed bug.
- First name: Nosferatu
- Occupation: He spends his life sleeping and sucking blood.
- Where do you live: mattresses and sofas in the world.
- Favorite movie: Twilight
- Favourite historical character: Dracula
Discovering that there was a type of tiny vampire, who lives on the mattresses, was a shock as big as knowing that Bill Kaulitz was not a girl and Ken has no dick. But I was sure: we will not find them. We will be very careful and inspect the mattresses looking for blood stains They indicate their presence in the hostels and we will avoid the dreaded encounter. As always, we are not right. In twice we met the very bastards:
1. In a Kep hostel in Cambodia.
I noticed that something tickled my whole body ... they were running around looking for the best place to unleash their vampirism. We spent the night watching, watching bad movies, including "Red Water", the bad and less realistic version of "Shark." After 3 days I had an allergic reaction and I had to take antistamines. Rober was almost not stung.
Moral: Italian blood is sweeter and the worst movie ever is Red Water
2. In a hostel in Jogyakarta, in Indonesia.
After a long trip by bus and many searches for a cheap site we found a room. We enter, lie down and zas, the discovery. I spent the night on the floor since I didn't want to have contact with them again, Rober stayed in bed. Even so, the great little bugs went down to "see me" and "test me" on the ground. Rober woke up without a sting.
Moral: Italian blood is the vice of bed bugs.
And you? Have you had any contact with the bed bugs? Or rather ... did the bed bugs have any contact with you?
