Buggy

So, remember when I said there would be cause for not rejoicing in the land because we stopped at that ledge on top of the waterfall to take pictures? It's because of this:

Sure, it's expected that there will be bugs on a jungle trek. We even brought the bug spray with us so we could touch up throughout the day. When we reached the waterfall at the top of the mountain, however, it promptly began to rain. (In fairness, it was sunny and beautiful up till then.) We stayed in the waterfall pool for a little while, playing, but our joy was much (har har) dampened by the idea of the hike ahead. We quickly gathered our stuff together, threw on some (but not all, of our) clothes, and prepared to hike out without changing. We took a teeny tiny quick stop at the top of the another ledge of the waterfall, slightly lower down, to take some vista picture. the problem? We hadn't reapplied the bug spray after our swim and we stopped moving in order to take the pictures. BIG MISTAKE. In the ~5 minutes we were there, this happened:

It's hard to see, but those are blood blisters. Yummy!!! Counting later, I had over 60 bites from that hike. Want to see more? Here!

Gee, not itchy at all!

Also, it turns out that the calmer days at the beach featured sand fleas. Mean, bitey, omnipresent (at the POOL!) sand fleas that were only driven away by near-gale-force winds.

By the end of the trip, I had around 100 bites all over my body. Huzzah.