As Sarah mentioned in a previous post, the front lines in Bamako have shifted from battling our land lord to fighting the continual bug infestation. After full-comboing the first couple of levels in what feels like a video game cross between whack-a-mole and the movie Alien, we finally encountered the boss: a 4-foot tall cockroach-looking beast with big antennae and pincers the size of your head.
Well, perhaps I'm exaggerating slightly; my excuse is fever-induced hallucinations. It was a dark and "foggy" night, and I was cooped up sick in bed watching a movie while Sarah was out giving an english lesson to her host sister. The apartment was quiet, and the haze cut by a creepy shimmer of the moon. I got up to use the bathroom, and found myself stared down by the Creature.
Enough dramatization. I tried to kill it, but it scurried awfully fast. It looked a lot like a cockroach, but wasn't exactly... not knowing if it was poisonous or not, I decided to wait until Sarah got back before attempting further action.
When she returned, we sealed the bedroom from potential infestation and gathered our weapons to do battle. I had seen the Creature crawl under our water/oil jug ("bidon" au français) at the end of my previous assault, so I tipped the jug slightly to entice it back out. However, this only succeeded in wounding it; when I lifted the bidon to check, it was half squished, making the job easy to finish. Sarah meanwhile stood by as backup:
Below is post-mortem photographic evidence. There was a lot of internal debate about whether we should return the body to the family; Neal in favor, Sarah pointing out we didn't want to discover that the family was in our house. In the end, we took our cue from the Libyan transitional government and disposed of the body in the middle of the night after taking this gruesome picture.
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