The lil tumbleweed
Friday, August 05, 2005
orchard roach
two baby roaches found dead under my dining table when i returned home. I'm sorry i don't have the pix of that one that snuggled up to me in bed. You must understand that i was more concerned with killing it, then taking a snap of it
Chemical Dili
Bon dia from Timor Lorosae! It is Friday and that means just a few hours more before the weekend!
Yeah! So everyone’s been asking “How’s Timor?” The quick answer is “Great!” There are no shopping malls to tempt my empty pockets, no rush hour even at 5pm, no cinemas with ever-rising ticket prices. Instead I have been finding solace walking down the aisles of the few supermarkets here: comparing prices of olive oil, brown rice, mixed grain bread, potatoes. You have to peer closely to see where the products are made because the Baygon made in Australia, for example, costs 3 times more than the one from Indonesia. Of course, my pocket dictated my decision although the OZ version looked nicer, more ergonomic and would probably mean my hands would tire less when using it to spray down ‘orrible insects.
Speaking of extermination, I have been poisoning myself a fair bit these few days. But wait, before I go on, I really want to say that this is the ONLY bugbear (pun pun pun!) I have about Timor - - I love the rest of it so far.
I was sleeping on Wednesday night when suddenly I felt some feeler-like things on my left arm. Instinctively I swept it away and then turned on the light to see what it was. *GASP* I saw a disgusting ROACH writhing in the corner and it dawned upon me that I had just shared my covers with a cockroach. Blimey! It was 3am but I was wide awake. I took some tissue, grabbed the nasty fella, flushed it down the loo and started scrubbing my arm with soap. I didn’t really feel like crawling back into bed after that so I slept on my tatami instead.
The next morning, I told my Vietnamese landlady about the roach visit and she told me, “Oh how lucky of you! In Vietnam, we say you will have good luck if cockroach touches you!” Ugh…. Ok, where’s my windfall? I’m still waiting.
Anyways, I found more cockroaches when I came home in the evening and saw another one crawling out from my basin. So I’ve been fogging my room quite mercilessly the past two days. My mom says I should combat them with pandan leaves so I need to find those before I commit chemical suicide.
Alright, that’s all for now. It’s already way too long an update. Till next week, and I promise to write about something else than cockroaches (and those mosquitos!) Like the beaches for example!
Yeah! So everyone’s been asking “How’s Timor?” The quick answer is “Great!” There are no shopping malls to tempt my empty pockets, no rush hour even at 5pm, no cinemas with ever-rising ticket prices. Instead I have been finding solace walking down the aisles of the few supermarkets here: comparing prices of olive oil, brown rice, mixed grain bread, potatoes. You have to peer closely to see where the products are made because the Baygon made in Australia, for example, costs 3 times more than the one from Indonesia. Of course, my pocket dictated my decision although the OZ version looked nicer, more ergonomic and would probably mean my hands would tire less when using it to spray down ‘orrible insects.
Speaking of extermination, I have been poisoning myself a fair bit these few days. But wait, before I go on, I really want to say that this is the ONLY bugbear (pun pun pun!) I have about Timor - - I love the rest of it so far.
I was sleeping on Wednesday night when suddenly I felt some feeler-like things on my left arm. Instinctively I swept it away and then turned on the light to see what it was. *GASP* I saw a disgusting ROACH writhing in the corner and it dawned upon me that I had just shared my covers with a cockroach. Blimey! It was 3am but I was wide awake. I took some tissue, grabbed the nasty fella, flushed it down the loo and started scrubbing my arm with soap. I didn’t really feel like crawling back into bed after that so I slept on my tatami instead.
The next morning, I told my Vietnamese landlady about the roach visit and she told me, “Oh how lucky of you! In Vietnam, we say you will have good luck if cockroach touches you!” Ugh…. Ok, where’s my windfall? I’m still waiting.
Anyways, I found more cockroaches when I came home in the evening and saw another one crawling out from my basin. So I’ve been fogging my room quite mercilessly the past two days. My mom says I should combat them with pandan leaves so I need to find those before I commit chemical suicide.
Alright, that’s all for now. It’s already way too long an update. Till next week, and I promise to write about something else than cockroaches (and those mosquitos!) Like the beaches for example!
Wednesday, July 27, 2005
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