It's probably not you lot I should be telling, but my personal doctor otherwise known as Robby.
The animals of central america seem to love me. Nearby ants flock to sting me whenever I approach. Yesterday after swimming in the laguna, the very second I got out my feet were covered in ants biting me as if their lives depended on it. They paid of course - I squashed them. But I am now struggling to walk and have angry huge bites around both feet.
Then a cockroach type insect had a go at my thigh.
I also appear to have the bubonic plague on my arm - three huge, ugly, puss filled sores which I think must began extreme allergic reaction to some other bloody insect.
It's that or three aliens growing in there
It's not all good in paradise you know
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