My husband has a bit of a phobia of bugs. Well, not a phobia, but he tries to avoid them. Now, I’m not keen on bugs either. In fact, I’ll make him kill any in sight, or at least deliver them safely to our garden. I’m deeply suspicious of anything that has too many legs (ie more than 4); the more legs, the deeper my suspicion. Eight, for example, is just wrong! Let’s say then that neither of us like bugs. I haven’t told him about the tics in the forests either, or I know I’ll never get him to Vermont.
So last night, as I was trying to take my mind off something I might blog about in due course, I had downloaded a travel guide to New York, and was reading it. I’d seen something about a Broadway show, and thought how much fun it could be to go to New York, and have a series of shows set up as entertainment (along with the museums, galleries, and great restaurants too of course). Currently, New York (and therefore the north-east of the US) is running a distant but not-yet-eliminated second to South Africa in my How-to-celebrate-a-significant-birthday decision. New York for 5-6 days, 5-6 days in the northeast, and 2-3 days on a plane and crisscrossing the dateline. Sounds do-able? And the timing – October – would be perfect.
I saw a section about Tips for travelling to New York. “Oh good,” I thought. “This might be useful.” I’ve always been a bit nervous about New York – I’ve watched far too much Sex and the City and too many other TV shows and movies set in New York. I worry that I won’t understand the restaurant-reservation system, and have to deal with a husband who hates waiting. (For example, you have a reservation but you still have to wait? What’s with that?) Tipping I can come to grips with, although I know we’ll get it wrong sometimes. So I turned to the section marked Tips. Then I saw it.
Tip # 4. Don’t put anything down on the floor, as it could become infested with bed bugs. It went on to discuss New York’s bed bug problem. A massive problem, it said.
I slammed the iPad shut, shuddered, and sighed. Will I ever get to New York?
Two hours later I woke up scratching.