are you one of those euros who doesn't have a screen in your window?
It is definitely a thing in Europe.
I even asked about it with locals recently, because I couldn't get over why nobody in this country wants to bother with a simple screen here in Portugal.
Yes, there aren't that many mosquitos here in general. Unless you're a wannabe French idiot and are paying hand-over-fist to live in the designer developments of Comporta, right next to the rice fields (= mosquito plague).
But when I asked folks about the lack of screens across Portugal, they gave me the most French answer: "They don't look good."
I've seen motherfuckers in the Amazon bite through jeans.
Perhaps my biggest mosquito horror story was reading about a spike in malaria cases around New Delhi while I was on a flight there from SF and I didn't take any anti-malarial pills beforehand that time.
You land at 3am at Indira Gandhi Airport, as you always do, and I get in a cab to go to the hotel.
Cabbie has his windows rolled up in the damp heat of a pre-monsoon night and locked them shut from up front. In the back I start getting assaulted by this mosquito buzzing like a chainsaw, I can't open the windows, and I'm doing my best Jackie Chan karate moves standing on the back seat trying to take it out before I get bit. Because I ain't starting my two weeks in India recovering from malaria.
I've been thinking about this lately. How do you all currently feel about your careers?
Right now, really good. I left my full-time job at the end of the year, worked out a lot of financial math on my cost of living and what I could make off investments, and I'm pretty much pre-retired if I want to be. Freedom to do whatever I want now. F the man.