Aeroplane mosquitoes and other flights

I barely slept 2 hours yesterday… 2. I guess it was because of the fact that I didn’t want to oversleep for my trip to Alicante. All things considered, I have to admit I was pushing it a little bit by getting up only 20 min before my taxi arrived…

Then again, there was also that AWFUL noise. There I was, on the brink of falling totally asleep (you know that time when your body is just about to disconnect?) when suddenly…

Zuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

ZUUUUUUUUUUUuuuuuuummmmmmmmmm

Shit! I must confess I thought it was an airplane mosquito or something, by the noise it was making. Suddenly I was fully awake, trying to identify the source of the noise so as to present a full attack.

I turned on the light, did a surveillance look around and found the bastard lying peacefully on my nightstand. It was huge!

So I did what a girl has to do in this circumstances: grab a book and…

WHAM!!!

Be done with it, and back to sleep. 

And just when I was again at the brink of sleep….

Zuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

ZUUUUUUUUUUUuuuuuuummmmmmmmmm

Shit! And Shit again! This time I was angry. Like really, really angry.

Desperate times call for desperate measures, so I got the infamous mosquito plug, and  hoped for the best. And just when I thought I would be able to sleep without it! (meaning the end of the summer is finally here, that is).

So I waited... and waited... and waited...

That’s when peace finally came by…