The middle east is really serious about it's bugs here. I suppose the motto "go big or go home" applies to this country. Yesterday, I was walking to grab a cab, and I saw a wasp, as thick as a bumble bee, but perhaps twice the size. Then I saw his blue brother.
A few weeks ago, I got to meet my biggest fear...the camel spider. People swore up and down that there was no such thing here, and those only live in Afghanistan In fact, when I was in Wadi Rum, in the tents, I was talking to my room mate, and suddenly got quiet. She asked me what was wrong. I said, "Do you want me to tell you now? Or wait until morning?" She couldn't resist, and so i pointed out that our door was a flap of burlap laid across the opening, and was not even the same size. You could see an opening, and I wondered if I'd wake up covered in camel spiders. She was quiet, and then suggested she had not chosen wisely.
When I got to see my camel spider, it was not nearly as horrifying as my fear of waking up covered in them, but was still not pleasant. I was walking up the stairs to the language center, and it was hanging from the under lip of the stairs. It was probably 1/4 as big as my foot. From a distance, it was interesting, but I suspect up close, it would definitely cease to be interesting, and progress into full blown horror. I hate spiders, but only if they are withing a foot of me. Outside of that they can be interesting, and remain unsquished. This is, of course, provided they respect the Treaty of the Door, where if they come in my house all bets are off and I declare a war to protect the sovereignty of my home. Here, that extends to my balcony. And only applies to overgrown spiders. Probably could handle small spiders.
A few weeks ago, I got to meet my biggest fear...the camel spider. People swore up and down that there was no such thing here, and those only live in Afghanistan In fact, when I was in Wadi Rum, in the tents, I was talking to my room mate, and suddenly got quiet. She asked me what was wrong. I said, "Do you want me to tell you now? Or wait until morning?" She couldn't resist, and so i pointed out that our door was a flap of burlap laid across the opening, and was not even the same size. You could see an opening, and I wondered if I'd wake up covered in camel spiders. She was quiet, and then suggested she had not chosen wisely.
When I got to see my camel spider, it was not nearly as horrifying as my fear of waking up covered in them, but was still not pleasant. I was walking up the stairs to the language center, and it was hanging from the under lip of the stairs. It was probably 1/4 as big as my foot. From a distance, it was interesting, but I suspect up close, it would definitely cease to be interesting, and progress into full blown horror. I hate spiders, but only if they are withing a foot of me. Outside of that they can be interesting, and remain unsquished. This is, of course, provided they respect the Treaty of the Door, where if they come in my house all bets are off and I declare a war to protect the sovereignty of my home. Here, that extends to my balcony. And only applies to overgrown spiders. Probably could handle small spiders.
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