Ask me what I miss....

Go ahead and ask me what I miss about California or the United States. You will not be able to guess. I guarantee it! I miss the giant mosquitoes that fly around in the summer. I know! I know! I didn't think I would either but while counting all of the bug bites I can see on my hands and legs, the 70 or so bug bites tell me that I miss the giant mosquitoes that you can see with your naked eye. Why you ask? Because since I can see them, I can kill them and they stand a lower chance of getting my sweet sweet blood. I mean I hate killing mosquitoes, but I'll do it. But in Italy they are super tiny. I thought they were gnats up until last week. And then, and then it happened, I saw one up close, sucking my blood out of my arm and that is when I knew I missed giant California mosquitoes. I got stung 5 more times last night on my back by the way despite putting on a bunch of bug spray. I think they are immune to my spray now or the smell of my blood is too tempting to resist and they will risk death for my blood. Whatever it is, I am not a fan of them. I currently have so many bug bite scabs and scars it's ridiculous. It doesn't help that I scratch them in my sleep. At least awake I can limit my scratching, but at night I apparently go crazy because I wake up with little blots of blood on the sheets. Its really quite disgusting. I don't have this scratch in my sleep problem in my own bed, nor am I bit this much at home. Whenever I see a mom, they grab my arm and say "what happened?  Zanzara? (Which is the Italian word of mosquito) and I say "yes, so many, so so many."

Oh California mosquitoes, how I miss you so!