So yea … Bed Bugs.

Now I haven’t yet seen one, but I have felt them. They hurt, then bleed, then itch, then repeat. I am decidedly NOT a fan. We put up with them for two weeks, neither of us wanting to say their name out loud. But enough was finally enough.

We actually got some kill-em-dead spray from the housekeeper, stripped the bed, and sprayed heavily. OK, maybe Nikki did all of that while I was drinking coffee in the main room, but still … I get credit for the dramatic reenactment. LOL!

The good part? Well actually … just “the part” … we reduced the number of them. We’re still getting nibbled, just not as bad. And yea, these %$#^ers itch like nothing else.

If anyone knows how not to transport these critters, let us know. Next Sunday we leave for one more short stay in Spain then home on a jet plane. And I really don’t want to bring them back in any way, shape, or form. Other than dead.

~ Rick