The mosquito nets

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I’m not a big fan of mosquito nets, although they were fun at first. My first night without one at the Grand Hostel ended in approximately 10 bites on each arm and 3 on my face, so I caved and bought a net. Covering you like a little tent, it’s the most annoying when you come home late and a bit drunk, and you still have to tuck the ends into the mattress before hitting the pillow. Although in the end, you find out that you don’t really need to be so careful about making it mosquito proof, most of the time, they can’t get in anyways.