I remember on days gone by, I used to get a great kick out of the fact that the friend I’d travel with would get absolutely ravaged by mosquitoes every time we entered the tropics. They would make a point of bathing in repellent hourly to try and hold off the bites, whilst I sat aside laughing at them and taunting them with my unappealing blood which rendered me immune.
Wellllll. Karma be a bitch.
You see, Hanoian mosquitoes seemingly don’t give a shit about blood types. I’ve quickly learnt post-winter, that if I go to sleep with a window open, and haven’t literally lathered myself in repellent, I actually struggle to stay asleep as I am covered in bites within half an hour of passing out. Take now for instance, where I just woke up after an hour of sleep with about 20 bites on my shoulders from those filthy bloodsuckers.
Just you wait mosquitoes. I am going to go out in the morning and fill my room with those bug zapping lamps and sleep in a constant soothing fluorescent glow for the rest of summer.
Checkmate you assholes.