I've spent the last few days compare shopping mosquito nets; and it's not going very well. I'm usually awesome at shopping- I have about five different online sources for Jeffrey Campbells; and I always manage to get free bits and pieces whenever I buy an iPod. But when I asked the dude at Kathmandu what the comparative benefits of his $89.99 mosquito net versus the $30 one at the military surplus store* he just kind of stared at my four inch platform heels** and wandered off.
I get the feeling I am not doing very well at this.
It's not that I haven't travelled before- I totally have, loads. And even to third world countries. But I generally tend to be going to a resort where all the mosquitos will already have been removed for my convenience, so I'm a little out of my depth here.
I've been doing my best to prepare as well as I can, but I think the fact is, I have no idea what to expect. So I'm going to stuff my suitcase with bug spray and baby wipes and hand sanitizer and twenty pairs of shoes and I'll probably end up throwing half of it out when I get there; and just hope I don't die or get too much dysentery or get mauled by a monkey. Millions of Indian people manage to survive in Jaipur everyday, surely I can too?
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* I already know the answer to that question. It's the mental security of knowing that you have not purchased an item key to your future survival from a man with a samurai sword collection and a handle bar mustache.
**I can almost walk in them. Almost. Fuck yeah, Jeffrey Campbell.
Post Script: I actually do already have a mosquito net. But it's not the kind that actually repels mosquitos, just the kind that I can hang over my bed and pretend I'm a fairy princess. It drives my boyfriend crazy and he ends up violently trying to swipe it out of his face in the night. I sort of want to buy him one for his birthday just to see the look of horror on his face.
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