Flies

The flies in Africa are brutal.  I wouldn't say that there are any more of them here but they are relentless.  If one is around it will continually buzz around your head and then occasionally dive bomb you in the eye or decide to land somewhere on your face like your lip.  Then it won't fly away unless you physically brush it off with your hand.  There is one fly that escorts me to the computer room in the school.  As soon as I leave the house, he starts buzzing around my head until I get there and then he is buzzing around my head all the way back.  At first, I thought it was different flies each time but then he introduced himself and now we talk from time to time.  He says that he just likes the company.  I was riding in the back of a truck with a few locals going somewhere I can't recall at the moment and there was a mom holding a her son.  He was young, but certainly not a baby.  He was healthy looking, probably old enough to walk, and if something made him uncomfortable he was definitely old enough to take some action to remedy the situation.  During the trip, he had two flies just hanging out on the corner of his eye, and he made no effort to do anything about it.   I watched for a little bit and the flies didn't even move when he blinked.   I guess if you grow up here its just something you can get used to.  I, on the other hand, couldn't stand it for to long and had to brush them away.