"Kidnapped" to hang with smelly cows

Right, so I didn’t know there would be cows. At least not any closer than the car speeding down the freeway (of course, cars don’t do that here as a) there are no freeways b) anything that resembles one is congested). But somehow “mosquito catching” gave the impression of field with a pond or even a swamp. Not so much Mostly, it was a cow enclosure or whatever it is called – you know, like a chicken coop, but for cows.

Not exactly smelling like flowers. But at least we were all together. On the way over, I am in the car with the entomologists. The head entomologist is like, we are just going to turn around and drop the other guy off at the hotel. Ok. Except then we are driving past the hotel. And then I’m like “we have to wait for the other three vehicles because they don’t know where they are going.” But then head entomologist is already on the phone, the guy in front is singling at the top of his lungs, and the two other entomologists beside me are giggling and speaking Spanish like it’s going out of style.

So we finally stop at the other hotel, the other cars call, and they get some directions. When we arrive at the cow enclosure, they were all laughing and saying I thought I was getting kidnapped. Well no, but kind of. There were a zillion cows. It was quite smelly. Enough said.