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    2nd attack + eating ants 🙈

    Kameran fick ligga hemma och vila för en gÄngs skull sÄ fotade lite bilder frÄn gÄrdagen med mobilen nÀr vi upptÀckte Mirissa. / The camera had to rest at home for once and I just shot last days pictures with my iPhone when we explored Mirissa.

    hej lille kompis! 😍 / hi little friend! 😍

    Vi var svinhungriga efter bussfÀrden frÄn Dikwella till Mirissa utan att ha hunnit Àta frukost sÄ vi tog varsin vegotacos plus choklad acaibowl till brunch pÄ Mister Hostel! / We were starving after the bus journey from Dikwella to Mirissa without having the time for breakfast so as soon as we arrived we ordered veggie tacos plus a chocolate açai bowl for brunch at Mister Hostel!

    Lite kul att dom har sprinkles i sina bowls hÀr hehe / Hehe funny how they add sprinkles to the bowls here!

    At my favourite place: the beach <3

    Mysigaste solnedgÄngen gÄr till Mirissa beach igÄr! / The coziest sunset goes to Mirissa beach last night!

    Hahaha alltsÄ Tinos otur fortsÀtter. KÀnner mig hemsk som skrattar men det Àr lite lustigt ÀndÄ.

    Okej, ni minns nĂ€r han blev attackerad av en tarantula spindel i Kandy som sprang mot honom i vĂ„rat sovrum? HÄR kan ni lĂ€sa om ni missat det. HĂ€romnatten sĂ„ gick Tino i vanlig ordning upp kl 02:00 för att kolla pĂ„ sitt favoritfotbollslag Newcastles match hemma i England. Jag vaknar dĂ„ upp av att Tino helt plötsligt gallskriker, jag flyger upp ur sĂ€ngen i panik och undrar vad fasiken som hĂ€nt. NĂ€, dĂ„ har han ju gĂ„tt in pĂ„ toaletten och hittat en megastor spindel mitt pĂ„ golvet! Haha alltsĂ„ orkar inte. Stackaren. Han som har vĂ€rldens spondelfobi ocksĂ„. Nu Ă€r han vĂ€rsta paranoid och försöker tĂ€cka alla hĂ„l som finns i varenda rum vi bor i med vĂ„ra t-shirtar och linnen. Till och med den smala glipan i dörröppningen Ă€r tĂ€ckt av en t-shirt haha.


    Sedan igÄr sÄ hade vi lÀmnat tvÄ skivor bröd i rummet som en utav dom som jobbar hÀr hade packat in Ät oss sÄ att vi kunde Àta till lunch. Vi var borta nÀstan hela dagen och nÀr vi sedan kommer hem sÄ börjar Tino nöjt smaska pÄ det ena brödet (dom har godaste brödet i Sri Lanka btw!), och frÄn ingenstans sÄ ser jag i ögonvrÄn hur han i panik börjar spotta ut brödet framför sig. PÄ hans tunga ser jag hur hundratals smÄ röda prickar springer runt i en galen fart. HalvvÀgs genom brödet hade Tino mÀrkt hur det brann i munnen och halsen pÄ honom! Vi ser hur brödet Àr tÀckt av tusentals smÄ myror och inser att han alltsÄ har Àtit upp massvis av myror som bitit honom i tungan! AlltsÄ.. finner inga ord..

    To be continued for more horror stories very soon..

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    Hahaha Tinos bad luck continues. I feel a bit horrible for laughing but you guys have to admit that it is a little bit funny.

    Alright, do you remember when Tino got attacked by a tarantula spider in our room in Kandy that ran towards him? For those of you who missed it, you can read the full story HERE. The other night Tino woke up at 2am as usual to watch his favourite football team Newcastle play their game back home in England. I wake up suddenly by a screaming Tino which makes me jump out of bed and in panic wondering what the heck that has just happened . Well, he had stepped into the bathroom only to find a huge spider on the middle of the floor. Poor thing. He has the worst phobia when it comes to spider as well and now this is the second time in one week where he stumble upon one. Now he has turned into a paranoid spider eliminator and has to cover every single hole in every single room that we stay in with all of our t-shirts and tops. Even the tiny gap under the front door is covered by a t-shirt haha.

    And then last night we had left two pieces of bread which one of the workers at the hotel had packed for us to enjoy for lunch. We were gone nearly the whole day and when we got back home Tino starts to cheerfully munch on one of the bread (they have the yummiest bread in Sri Lanka btw!). From nowhere in the corner of my eye I see how Tino starts to spit the bread out in front of him in pure panic. I can see hundreds of red dots running around on his tongue! That's when we both notice that the bread is covered by thousands of tiny ants and realises that he had eaten lots of them and that they bit him in the tongue! Honestly... I find no words. No words.

    To be continued for more horror stories very soon..

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