This is going to be a short one. I’ve only experienced one plague in my life. I’ve mentioned it before in one of the previous posts. The plague was a locust plague. And it was in Dubbo. It was 2004 and it was my second circuit work trip. Basically locusts were everywhere. In your hair, in your face, in the court room, in your bedroom, in your car. I would walk from the motel to work and would have to wag a stick in front of my face so that I wouldn’t be bombarded my the horrid flying creatures. They were splattered all over the place and oozed a yellow liquid when squashed. It was impossible to go for a jog because when running even at a minimal speed, it was impossible for your face or your bare legs to avoid locust collision. And once there was impact there was pain. The flying monsters caused you actual pain. The local tennis court would use its extra large rain gathering squeegee to remove all the locusts from the green. The Dubbo drivers learned quickly to wrap their front car grilles with fly screens to stop the locusts from entering the engines and radiators. Once the flying bugs were inside the grille, they quickly got fried and then they would leave a putrid smell throughout the whole car interior that apparently would whiff around for weeks. It was a character building experience because I really REALLY hate bugs and I didn’t leave early.
About this blog
Four years ago, four friends living in four corners of the earth collaborated on a blog for four weeks only.
Those same friends are still far flung, and have decided to get the band back together again.
Every week a word is chosen randomly as a topic for all four authors to write about, so you'll get four posts a week, by four different authors, all reporting from far flung places.
About the flingers
* Flung in Sydney, Australia
* Working part-time as a servant of the public and the arts.
* Mother of one boy.
* Flung in Hanoi, Vietnam
* Working as a writer
* No children, but has a blog instead: The City That Never Sleeps In.
* Flung in Singapore
* Working sporadically as a freelance writer and a volunteer non-profit IT person
* Parent to two children.
* Flung in Krakow, Poland
* Working in a labour law firm
* One kid and another scheduled to pop out soonish.
- Dream Job