The “cotton” tree in front of our flat (so-called because its seeds fly on cotton-like parachutes) is home to thousands of bugs like the ones below. The adults are brown and black. The babies are smaller and red.
None are harmful. But, that doesn’t stop Mark and Catherine from FREAKING out about them. A few days ago, I wondered aloud what percentage of our day is spent spraying, sweeping, or otherwise disposing of these critters. Probably less than 1%, but way more than seems necessary.
Mark went to the onsite pharmacy yesterday to get a can of Raid, which has helped immensely. Funny name: Joepharma.
—Matt
