‘FRIENDS HAD A STUBBORN INFESTATION OF COCKROACHES ON BOARD: LARGE, PLUMP, GLOSSY ONES’ Stop scratching!” I’m pleading with my three-year-old daughter who has a cluster of red welts on both her calves. Yes, the cruising life is an extraordinary one, packed with fulfilling encounters and adventures. However, today I am bemoaning the unwanted company that we experience from time to time – the bugs.
Sometimes it’s mosquitoes, persisting through any screens or nets we put up to stop them. You could be enjoying a lovely tropical siesta down below when suddenly the high, tinny whine sounds in your ear. By then, of course, I find that they’ve already bitten me so I try to spot one, squatting fat and bloated with my blood on the wall somewhere, and smack it…