I was molested by a bee…
Saturday, September 6th, 2008
One of the first things that I’ve noticed about Luneburg, is the huge population of bees. I’ve seen more bees in the last 3 days then the last 3 years in the States. And, for those that don’t know me, I’m allergic to bees. Well, I was when I was little. I was told that you can grow out of an allergy to bees, but I’d rather not find out. Especially since I don’t think that my health insurance has kicked in yet. Everytime I see one I think of the Halloween in ’87 when I was stung and woke up all swollen and couldn’t breath. Not very fun.
So I was sitting at a sidewalk cafe in Am Markt having a beer, when bees started moving in for it. I initially started swatting at them, but when I almost spilled my beer, I decided I had to be cool. Plus I didn’t want everyone staring at me while I flailed my arms around like a little girl trying to swat a bee. So I started very slowly swat them away, when one landed on my arm. I didn’t want it to sting me, so I just sat there hoping that it would fly away. Instead, it started humping away at my arm while I sat there stunned. Didn’t have its stinger out, just sat there humping my arm for a good minute before flying away. Anyway, needless to say, that was one of the most horrific moments abroad and I just had to get it off my chest. I feel better now. Now I can’t wait for winter so all these little bastards die off…
mrnational