Ain't you neveh seen a Neu Yawk **** roatch bee foah?
Very few people down here put up with them at all.
Hardware stores sell a crayon/chalk like tube that is rubbed across the floor surface near walls and entryways behind stoves and refrigerator. The little buggers do not stand a chance. My place is always 100% free of them. So is my kid's place. Friend's, restaurants and grocery stores.
Mexican Scorpions. Highly over hyped in the USA. About a year ago I walked to the bathroom -- barefoot. Set my right foot atop one.
BAM!
BAM!
BAM!
BAM!
Four times in the instep. The "feared" Arizona Bark Scorpion. The jabs certainly brought me awake. I thought it best to head on down to the clinic, given the intensity plus number of stings.
Yawn. The doctor said "Here, a shot of antihistamine will help". An hour later I was home, in bed, asleep. I put on shoes and walked around the next day without any "discomfort". At the time I was suffering from irregular heartbeat, episodes of Bradycaria (pulse rate of 35), etc. What the stings did was eliminate all effects of osteo arthritis for a week or more. Yawn. Toddlers and folks allergic to bee stings are another story.
I'd choose to suffer the same fate over again in lieu of a sunburn, flu, cold, or any number of natural catastrophes.
Oldfarts suffer thin skin thermodynamics. Sensitive to cold. Enjoy frozenose while you can. Once you reach 60 things start going to hell in a hand basket.
The neatest part about life in the tropics is the after sundown tee shirt climate and a day that varies very little in length between solstices. Listening the the roar of a summer downpour on the patio overhang is neat. Shorts, tee shirt and a pair of sandals. The weekly laundry load is tiny.
I have yet to shovel a tropical walkway or scrape tropicals off my morning windshield. Frosty the snowman us miniaturized and is flavored with cherry or lemon atop a sugar cone.
And an afternoon may see me in a gigantic hammock. Stretched between a pair of palm trees. The afternoon trade winds flex the palm's trunks, gently rocking the hammock back and for.....zzzzzzzzzz
