BedBugs - Worst Level Since WWII

[launderess]

Rapunzel

One: Your grandmother was darn smart to flee the Russian Army. Unspeakable horrors.

Two: Once bedbugs know where a meal is, they are not that easily put off. Glad your grands finally found some way to get a bit of rest.

Many of us today should count ourselves lucky we do not suffer from bedbugs,lice, and other vermin. However before and well after WWII, such things were VERY common. After WWII, entire populations all over Europe had to be deloused and "debuged", normally with DDT or insect powder (poured down the most intimate areas of one's body)

DDT by the way got it's real big start during WWII, when it was shipped to Italy to deal with a really bad outbreak of lice which brought an epidemic of thyphoid.

 

[launderess]

OH Drat!

Now I'M Itchy!

Off to take a shower with pine tar soap! *LOL*

L.

 

[toggleswitch2]

Clean your pig-pen occasionally...........

Lovely thoughts.

Decades ago the local laundromat attendant told me stories of turd world refugees adding RAID insecticide to their wash(er)---in the public facility-- to delouse and debug their unmetionables and their outer garments.

Within a week I had gotten a "Comb-O-Matic" (Italian-made) washer/dryer from Gimbels.

 

[toggleswitch2]

There's no place like home................

 

[toggleswitch2]

'nuff said? *LOL*

 

[toggleswitch2]

Nice bed, huh? I don't even want to imagine what has taken up residence in it.

 

[whirlcool]

OMG Toggles, where in the hell did you find that place???(!!!) Thank god we don't have smellovision on the internet.

Bed bugs are a major problem in hotels. A few years ago word got around that we should check the mattresses of any hotel we stay in BEFORE getting into the bed. Look for black spots on the mattress and bend the mattress seem back in bright light to see if any are lurking in there. We also have received notice from our company to keep our bags inside heavy plastic bags and only open them on one of those luggage stands that are in the room, never place your open suitcase on a bed or sofa. Fortuantely, most of the places we overnight at have crew sections, or a crew floor which is segregated from the general public.

BTW, I heard these suckers can make a nest inside electrical outlets and hide in there during the daytime.

I have heard people say that this is happening from all the third world country visitors that we have in this country.

Did anyone ever see the show "Airline" where they had a guy with a suitcase that was one huge roach motel? Or the woman from Nigeria who had maggots in her suitcase? Enough said...

 

[polkanut]

I sent that email to our beloved Toggles. I figured since he sees many different types and conditions of residences that he would appreciate this.

 

[toggleswitch2]

Yes you did. Thanks, I almost wreteched. *LOL*

I was kind enough to spare you guys the one shot focusing on the toilet and kitty-litter box.

To me it takes WORK to be that dirty and to selectively avoid seeing what is staring one in the face.

I'm sorry but If I were a parent and my kid were showing such tendencies I'd have to find a way to retrain "it". (Read: BEAT ITS ASS INTO SUBMISSION. At lease if they end up hating cleaning they will have a VALID reason as to why).

 

[ronhic]

I feel ill....

..and reckon nothing but a bomb could sort that mess out

 

[sudsmaster]

On one of my Hawaiian vacations I attempted to hike to the Na Pali coast. The skies were threatening but I set out anyway. I encountered a number of hikers coming back the other way and most of them said I'd be wise to turn back. Don't know exactly why, but later I learned that some long term "residents" of the valley had gotten somewhat obnoxious.

Anyway, it started to drizzle and wouldn't let up. I realized I wouldn't make it to the valley before dark and turned back. It stated to rain - hard - and I camped on a little spit of land nestled between a cliff, the ocean, and a burbling brook.

That night all hell broke loose. Thunder and lighting, strong winds, torrential rain. The thunder and lighting were simultaneous, so I knew it was hitting the cliff just above me. In the morning I went looking for my glasses on the floor of the tent, and my hand sunk a few inches into the fabric. Yikes. Looked outside to see the tent surrounded by about four inches of water on all sides. The cliff was still there. The "brook" was now a raging river - as befits a stream that originates from "the wettest spot on earth"... Managed to hike out of there by clinging to the roots of trees growing along the banks on the side of the cliff. Some poor day hikers were standing forlornly on the other side of the river, unable to cross to get back to their cars.

When I got to my rental car I made a beeline for the lee side of the island, to the dry beach side, where i joined a number of other low budget tourists who were also dewatering.

The roaches there were amazing. They flew quite well, so if you happened to be eating on one of the picnic tables you had to keep one hand over your food or a roach or three would land right in the middle of it. These things were ALL over the place. When I finally got back home, I opened one of my stuff sacks - that had held some food - and was shocked to see some of those Hawaiian roaches in it. I quickly put the entire thing in the top freezer and didn't open for a week. They were all quite dead by then - but I think I threw the sack away anyway.