Human sacrifice is alive and well in Mexico. Now instead of virgins thrown into caverns, it is my flesh that is sacrificed to the unlimited number of mosquitos. Leaving the bug spray at home was really stupid on my part. Really, really stupid.
We spent today at Cozumel, snorkeling along the southern portion of the island. All was wonderful until the guy with fish food came around. I believe the end goal is to take pictures of the tourists surrounded by fish and sell the photos later. But similar to my phobia of land animals, when the fish get closer than an arm's length, I freak out. Add the component of fish feeding frenzy around me and, well, I scream like a little girl. Thankfully, screaming like a little girl is the internationally sign for not happy, so the man with fish food left my vicinity fairly quickly. Needless to say, no good pictures and now the new knowledge that yes, I am total coward and even fish creep me out. In my defense, I think they are very pretty, when viewed from a comfortable distance.