Ya part of the reason I couldn't sleep was becuase of the bugs--which I thought were either tics or mosquitos. Nope.
Bed bugs.
I was up until after 4am, freaking out on my room searching through my stuff for tiny mites, showering, and packing up my stuff so that I could be ready to go look for a new place to stay at first light. I slept on the floor in a borrowed sleeping bag on my yoga mat. I've dried all my clothes now, (how to kill them) showered several times today and moved into a much more expensive room, without bugs.
The worst part of the whole thing is that I was starting to think I was crazy because I couldn't find anything in the bed or my room. I kept asking everyone else that stayed there if they are getting bitten at night. They all say yes from mozzies. I changed my sheets, sprayed lethal bug killer, slept with the fan on and doused myself with a ridiculous amount of bug repellent but nothing was working. Finally seeing the bugs and understanding their nature (they are smart fuckers, they hide well and only come out at night) was a relief.
It was not a relief however, when I went to tell them I was leaving and I wanted my money back. They knew about the fucking bed bugs! They KNEW about them. They said they thought they were gone, that they'd even bought a new mattress, (which is why I couldn't find the nest), and that they were sorry. There is no chance that buying a new bed was going to get rid of the bugs, in fact after reading about them I now think that's an ignorant move. I guess it doesn't matter how they choose to deal with it what burned me most was that they knew they had them and still let me pick that room (which I choose for the comfortable bed, hahaha) when 2 others were open.
I guess it's time to go home.
Bed bugs.
I was up until after 4am, freaking out on my room searching through my stuff for tiny mites, showering, and packing up my stuff so that I could be ready to go look for a new place to stay at first light. I slept on the floor in a borrowed sleeping bag on my yoga mat. I've dried all my clothes now, (how to kill them) showered several times today and moved into a much more expensive room, without bugs.
The worst part of the whole thing is that I was starting to think I was crazy because I couldn't find anything in the bed or my room. I kept asking everyone else that stayed there if they are getting bitten at night. They all say yes from mozzies. I changed my sheets, sprayed lethal bug killer, slept with the fan on and doused myself with a ridiculous amount of bug repellent but nothing was working. Finally seeing the bugs and understanding their nature (they are smart fuckers, they hide well and only come out at night) was a relief.
It was not a relief however, when I went to tell them I was leaving and I wanted my money back. They knew about the fucking bed bugs! They KNEW about them. They said they thought they were gone, that they'd even bought a new mattress, (which is why I couldn't find the nest), and that they were sorry. There is no chance that buying a new bed was going to get rid of the bugs, in fact after reading about them I now think that's an ignorant move. I guess it doesn't matter how they choose to deal with it what burned me most was that they knew they had them and still let me pick that room (which I choose for the comfortable bed, hahaha) when 2 others were open.
I guess it's time to go home.
oh buddy. im sorry about the bugs. glad you're coming home. no bed bugs here.
ReplyDeleteProbably more bed bugs in New York City hotels right now...big epidemic. Nothing like NOT being at the top of the food chain to make you feel alive!... just a host for parasites to feed upon...now that's connected... ;)
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