I have been traveling around with my awesome backpack. ( I'm very proud of it! ) But, this backpack is incredibly heavy. The other day I took all my clothes out of it ( and I honestly didn't bring that many....and even
empty the backpack weighed so much! ) John has been calling it the monster-pack, so that is what I refer to it as now. I must admit, it gives me quite a workout....but it definately slows down my pace a bit because it's just
so heavy.
Well, we leave to head to the volcano Arenal, and we're on the outskirts of Las Juntas waiting for the bus to come by. I still have my pack on and I decide to go sit down on a wooden bench that is near the bus stop. OUCH! What in the world...?? OUCH!!! OUCH!!! AGAIN!!! I look down and my feet are covered with tiny little ants, running around
chomping down on my feet! ACK! I'm screaming and trying to brush them off, but they just keep on coming, even more.... So I try to jump up to get off the bench, but my incredibly heavy pack is still strapped to my back, and I lost my balance and couldn't stand up, so I fall backwards and grab a log right next to the bench to steady myself... OUCH OUCH!!! All the ants crawled on to my hand and start up my arm!
Imagine this... I've got this enormous backpack on, I'm trying not to fall over, but my feet and hands have ants everywhere and I'm kicking my feet up and stomping them, shaking them. I looked like I was dancing. Jeanna runs over and starts trying to brush them off my feet, but then they start biting her! By this time, I've got 2 taxi drivers, and about 6 people waiting for the bus, staring at me like I'm absolutely CRAZY. Talk about ants in your pants! Finally, with Jeanna's help, we got all the ants off. Fortunately, they didn't go up my pants or else I would have died! I looked back where I was sitting, and the log that I braced myself on was literrally
crawling with hundreds of ants. I had sat
right on top of the nest. Even when I went back to get a picture... if I got too close an ant or two would crawl up onto my shoes and bite my little toes! Oh boy, that was quite an experience. I walked away with big ole welts all over my hands and feet. Don't mess with killer ants!