bloodsuckers

I dont know if they were sand flies or just bed bugs caught in the Bedouin's bedding which they provided us to sleep on in the desert. But somethin nasty bit me out there....and it is driving me nuts.

On my left thigh alone - I have 17 bites. The bastard thing travelled down the top of my thigh, all the way to my ankle, leaving big red bumps which itch like a b****. I look like I have chicken pox. I feel like I have chicken pox.

And unlike mosquito bites, these are way itchier. And even if you ignore them for an hour, they don't just go away. They keep itching, until you can't take it anymore, and you just have to let loose. It's been a week since I came back from Siwa and I am still in AGONY.

(I must admit though, the sensation of finally giving in and scratching yourself at the end of a laborious day of resistance is unlike any other feeling ... I think I saw stars. Anyone listening to me (I was alone at home) would have gotten some very dodgy ideas.....

Why am I always the victim of these bloodsuckers? Back in 2002, I spent 6 months sleeping on the same bed as Mum and Sam, and every morning I would wake up with a trail of bites down both arms. For awhile, they thought I was making it up because neither of them would get bit by anything. We finally concluded that there were bed bugs in the mattress which seemed to head straight for me, bypassing any other human on that bed. Bastards.