Living in Kampala I have made a few hundred friends. Primarily of the small, flying, buzzing, blood-sucking variety more commonly referred to as mosquitos.
Despite putting on daily dustings of repellent and covering as much flesh as possible, my little fan club has refused to relent. One evening during our outside BBQ I actually had a swarm so large following me that they looked like a little cloud.
I am all for making friends with the locals, but this is a bit much.
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