Marek What does a real man do when he finds a scorpion in the shower after a hot day? Exactly, not just any cockroach, but a real scorpion. He runs to get the camera. Unfortunately, I can’t say that no one lost their lives in this photo shoot. Flip-flop did his job. Although all the time I was terrified that it would throw itself down my throat.
And then the Internet and instant supplementation of knowledge about these not very sociable arachnids. Oh shit. Where you find a scorpion, there are probably many more. I! You need to buy a repellent for scorpions. I run to the pharmacy. There is none. There are only (not very effective) mosquito repellents. I show the pharmacist the photo.
“Is this species very dangerous?” I ask. “Don’t worry,” she replies, “when you see a scorpion, just slap it with your hand.”
Aaaaah, so I won’t find help here. I go back to my room. Around the jungle surrounding the city. I don’t know what might be lurking for me between the trees. I look suspiciously under the bed, examine the ceiling (made of palm leaves). I wonder if they have managed to make a sweet nest in my backpack during these few hours.
“Are we changing the hotel?” I ask in a resigned tone. “I’m not going anywhere”, Agnieszka replies. You see, there is no help.
With the last of my strength, I decide to use chemical weapons. He may not kill, but he will not let the enemy in at night. Well, unless he jumps from the ceiling. But there is no help for this. I spray the floor around and under the bed with a repellent brought from Polish. I don’t know if I’ll fall asleep at all on that first night by the ocean.
