Bitten Alive - Jo-Ann Carson

Bitten Alive

For those readers who may be drowning in jealousy reading about my trip to Italy, I offer you my blood letting story.
What can I say? Normally, bugs don’t like me.
Mosquitoes and wasps will check me out and leave me alone, like the good looking guys at a high school dance. I kinda like that. But, let me tell you,  the Firenze mosquitoes have better taste. They not only bite, they feast on me.
My face is a bespeckled mess. I look like I have measles. PJ is in worse shape. I gather he’s tastier, and his bites swell, so while I look like I’ve been attacked, he looks like he’s been vanquished.
Our flat is in a building that has numerous apartments built around a small column of space. People string clotheslines across it which they access from their windows. They also put out potted plants. It’s a useful common area,but I’m betting it’s owned by mosquitoes who’ve found their perfect breeding conditions in the warm humid air and pools of water collecting on the bottom. The human apartments are their feeding grounds.
But bites are a small price to pay for our experience. Don’t feel too sorry for me.
Our Day: After breakfast we headed out to run some errands. We arranged a couple of tours: a boat tour for Monday and a cooking class for next Saturday. We went to the market for cappuccinos and a few items we needed, and returned to the apartment with a bag of goodies for lunch. This picture is taken with my cell phone, so it’s not that detailed but you get the idea.

The streets were definitely busier today. It’s Saturday. We’ll do our shopping on weekdays from now on. Getting used to the tempo of the city.

The Mediterranean climate is interesting. It’s cold at night, hot at noon and warm the rest of the time. I think I may be forced to buy some clothes as I forgot to bring my jacket. It was hot the day I left, and it totally slipped my mind. Checking out the stores I’ve come to two conclusions, clothes are extremely well designed and affordable. Yes, I think I may be forced to buy some things.
PJ’s napping. We’re heading out later for the second night of the wine town tour. Who knows what we’ll discover this time.

0 Replies to “Bitten Alive”

  1. So sorry to hear about the mosquitoes, Jo-Ann. Did you pack anything like Calimine lotion or can you buy it there? Of course then you’ll have pink blotches, but you won’t itch so much. 🙂
    I’ve never particularly wanted to go to Italy, but your description and pictures might make me consider. Jeez from where you live the plane trip must’ve been horrendous! We were 12 hours to London many years ago. Keep storing up experiences. I see some Phyliss Whitney type mysteries coming from this trip. She always set stories set in far off places. 🙂

    1. Marsha
      Luckily PJ packed the calamine lotion. I guess I have to stop teasing him about his packing process. He’s itchy and using it. I’m not itchy. It’s just hard to sleep with flies buzzing around ready to dive bomb you. I’m hoping to find some sort of chemical deterrent at the pharmacy.
      I haven`t red Phyliss Whitney. I`ll give her a try. I love your tips.Thanks for stopping by.
      Feeding my muse is fun.
      Best Wishes

    1. Old, old author. One of the earliest groups of romantic suspence writers like Victoria Holt and Mary Stewart. I learned a lot about foreign countries from reading those books. Thanks for taking time to share your trip with us.

  2. Hi Jo-Ann,
    I am catching up on your travel blog.How lovely to visit a castle and drink its wine. Sigh! I’ve been missing you, my friend. I won’t forget to check your blog from now on. I’m having a challenging time with Mary’s course, but learning lots. Ciao (sp?)

    1. Bon Giorno Daniela
      Grazie for following my blog and commenting. We are having a wonderful time.
      I could comment on the challenges (ahem) of Mary’s course on sex, but I don’t think it would read well.
      Hope you are enjoying the beautiful fall on the island.
      Best Wishes

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