â€œNoâ€¦seriously man.. you donÂ´t understand.. there are THOUSANDS of them. â€�
And that was actually an understatement. The constant itch on my legs had gone unaccounted for throughout the night. That is, until, I clicked on my headlamp and took a closer look.
The moles on my ankle seemed to be crawling around, and the dirt on my leg was migrating up towards my groin and waist. Armies of ticks were marching in droves up my body and every time I brushed them off, reinforcements arrived within minutes.
I was not content with my companions mundane reaction, so I further emphasized the situation, â€œYou guys. This is not all right. I have never seen anything like this. Are yaÂ´ll not getting attacked? How are you NOT freaking out?â€�