Tag: Mosquitos
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Home Sweet Home
The night was long! For every blood sucker killed, two more took its place, and every mosquito I smashed was full of blood. My blood! The night was too hot to retreat under cover of my sleeping bag. The persistent buzzing about my head, and the knowledge that I was only feeling a small percentage…
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Its A Wonderful Life???
About two kilometers from the buggy, we were surprised by meeting two Bolivians coming from the other direction. They carried machetes and one of them carried a 16 gauge shotgun that had seen better days. If fired one more time, it looked like the barrel would split wide open, exploding, and maybe killing, or maiming…
Writings By Phil 