Saturday, March 3, 2007
attack # 2
Last night Leah and I stayed at the admin longer than usual to use the internet. It was dark by the time we were finished and we had neglected to bring our flashlights with us. We booked it the whole way home, in case the army ants had reappeared. Didn’t see anything. Entered the house and by the time we had made it through the kitchen Leah was dancing. Again, I escaped, for a time. I went outside with my flashlight to investigate. Found a line surrounding one corner of the house all along the foundation. The houses here aren’t exactly bug proof let along leak or rodent proof so I went inside to check the inner wall along the same corner. Leah’s bedroom. At cursory inspection all seemed normal, thankfully my senses were heightened and I moved closer to the wall then tugged the curtain aside. Ants. Ants. And more ants. So last night we moved out and I will not be moving back in until I have been sufficiently convinced that the ants have been contained. While packing I received two bites as gifts. It wasn’t too bad. What is bad is when you have no idea that the ants are on you and crawling up, then when they reach your waist they all chomp at the same time. That is why, Krista Lee, army ants are scary. Leah and I have been given refugee status.