The Moth's

I can't say I have EVER seen rain like this. They say that in the past 2 weeks we have received about 20" of rain. That is a LOT. The mountains must be unbelievable. Here, at the beach, it is not as extreme, which is hard to believe. We woke up at 5 this morning and it was an absolute downpoor. It's so incredible that it doesn't flood in this casita. No bowls have to be placed under leaking roofs. That would be a bummer. The family we met who were staying at Las Olas said their roof leaked, right over the bed, and was dripping on them in the middle of the night during a rain storm. A huge no bueno.
Last night after an excellent dinner of tuna, Jack purchased a Kilo of it, green beans, rice, and salad, we sat down to a little t.v. and it started to pour. It gets super loud when it rains that hard and we all get our lights ready for when the power goes out. There are these little moths that obviously hate the rain. When it rains they want inside in a bad way. Something must have been different about last nights rain. The moths went crazy. A few were getting in through cracks or holes in the screens. That's normal. Next thing we knew we were surrounded by hundreds of moths and they were scrambling up every window trying to find a way in. Hannah had the fly swatter and couldn't swat fast enough. The moths would come in and they seemed to be flying in circles until they would splat to the floor and crawl around on the floor until they died. We literally could not walk on the floor with out stepping on moths. I think they were going to the floor because the concrete was shiny and they were flying to the shine of it. It was just a carpet of moths. They were everywhere. We had them crawling on our legs and arms and in our hair. I would sweep and sweep and Hannah and Jordan would swat and swat. Jack finally had enough and went to bed. I couldn't sleep knowing the carnage we would wake up to. So I stayed awake with the girls trying to deal with these moths. They were taking over our casita. After awhile things started to die down a little and they weren't coming in. It was crazy. We cleaned up as best we could and let the remaining moths flutter around. The girls and I all grabbed our books and sat in our chairs and read. It was just another night at the casita with the bugs. Even the frogs were going nuts on the porch. It's rained that hard before so I don't know what got into these critters last night but there must have been something to make everything go nuts.