Eight mosquito bites waiting at the school bus stop at 4:30 p.m....
The thing you forget, the thing they don't mention in the midst of all this glorious Renaissance: Firenze is, essentially, one big riverbed. Vermin are to be expected. And Florentines are
prosaic about the variety and sheer volume of biting bugs they live with (including the worst--the Zanzare tigre, a striped little bugger that bites all
day long and survives until November).
They've developed all sorts of electrical plug-ins with either toxic chemicals or natural rosemary/lavender/eucalyptus essences to drive the mosquitoes out of the room. There are potions and creams for after the bite--including one made in New Hampshire (how come we Americans don't know about this?).
And still...no window screens.
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