On the first night in Pittsburgh…

we went to have a good evening chat with some friends in the backyard. It was nice and humid. We dimmed the lights to enjoy the summer evening outside serving rum freshly purchase from Costa Rica and champagne leftover from our friends’ wedding (we got to the last bottle!)

But unbeknownst to me, I was bitten multiple times by bugs who love sweet flesh. The following day, I moaned and groaned around Pittsburgh with a big swollen bite on the top of my right foot and one on my right calf.

I also wore a miniskirt because it was unbearably hot.

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