Bichos (Bugs)

Except for the fact that leaving the bars at 4am is considered early, Spain is a very civilized country. I haven't been living the last four years in a jungle or on the beach (well, actually...), or in a lonely desert. The most threatening wild animal I've seen near my house are mangy stray cats, who actually do quite well for themselves. There aren't even any stray dogs. And I am not one to be squeamish about bugs and the like (except spiders, but they are not bugs, because bugs are insects and spiders are arachnids). But, you guys. The flies in this country. Are. HUGE. They're not the biting type, like the horse flies or deer flies at home. They're just your run-of-the-mill, average, regular housefly -- except that they're GIGANTIC. Now that the weather has turned nice (no, spectacular), it is a common occurrence for a small torpedo, the size of a large green grape, to fly in through one of the open windows and wreak havoc on my house. No, ok, there is no havoc being wreaked. But hot damn that's a big fly.

Ps. The bees are huge too.