Is how I feel right now.
Wet: Part of the Iguazu experience. Ironically, yesterday´s soak came courtesty of my own sweat, from taking multiple sweltering buses to get to the Brazilian side of the falls, hiking the trail to get to the amazing views of the majestic falls, and being in the inescapable heat. Today´s soak comes from the Falls themselves - took a crazy boat ride to go under the fall´s mighty outpour ¡loco! - and the torrential rain that started while we were loading the bus (so I was soaked from going under the falls and just stayed that way). Showers are wonderful, even at a shabby little hostel.
Itchy: Bugs love to bite me for my tasty blood, and last night one decided to go right for my bottom lip (despite my ritual applications of Deet-laden products). So I look a bit like a domestic violence victim with the swelling, but it does not look as bad as it feels. Itch, scratch. But at least I have not been bitten by spiders, which my mom can tell you are very bad given that she had to take me to the hospital the last time (and Christina, I am much more careful in how I use the term being attacked by bugs following that incident) and has seen many swollen parts of my body over the years from the little critters. And especially after the monster spiders we´ve seen here... eeee...
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for the approximately 4 weeks here where it's absurdly hot, we have a term for that whole sweating in a vehicle thing:
"swamp ass"
And, per a apocryphal peace corps story which I'd be happy to explain some day, when someone is a tad off their rocker a good term is "making bagels" as in, "DeAnn is making bagels, so she should come into town for a bit."
Ta-da and happy end-of-year holidays...
Haha, I'd almost forgotten about that "being attacked...by bugs" incident. Ahh, good memories, good memories.
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