Poor little bug on the wall
I'm a bit of a nature girl and have enjoyed looking at the different trees and flowers (and animals of course) that they have in the UK. If you read my photoblog (wow pimping out the blog twice in two posts! shameless!) then you'll see the cute pics of swans and other birds that don't generally hang out in the wild in Canada.
What I didn't realize is that there are mosquitos in London, England. Lots of them apparently. When we were at Green Park with Eve & Natasha, they both complained of mosquito bites on their arms and back while Jeremy and I looked at each other thinking "mosquitos? I don't see any, hear any or have any bites". The next day, Eve had over a dozen little red dots on her back - a testament to the annoying little bugs that apparently like European blood better than Canadian blood. Fine with us.
Since our flat doesn't have any screens on the window or doors, we have the choice of leaving everything closed up all the time or being at the mercy of all of the little creatures that live outside. It hasn't been much of a problem - no hordes of buzzing little insects or anything like that.
Last night we were watching The Simpsons on my laptop when we noticed a huge ass bug flying near the wall that looked like a mosquito on steroids. It flew like one, buzzed like one, but on further inspection, we're not sure what the heck it is:
Since it's size and very long legs made us question whether or not it is a giant blood-sucking insect, we decided not leave it alone: rather than whacking it with something, we both tried (unsucessfully) to herd it back outside so it could live where it belongs.
I just saw him on the ceiling a few minutes ago.
Not sure what he wants or why he won't fly back out what must be a huge space to him - through the wide open door, but apparently there's something in this flat that he kept his interest. Hopefully it's not to lay eggs or something (yes I know i've been saying "he" but i guess it could be a girl).
Or maybe he's laughing his ass off at the two giants on the ground swinging hats and towels at him.