What was I thinking?

Staying in a Favela in Brazil, sounded like a great idea: when I was working on my computer in my comfortable warm bedroom in rainy England. The reality of it was very different! Imagine a place where there is no electricity and where drug dealers reign.

The most frightening moment was when I was coming back from a walk and there was hundreds of massive  black ants crawling on my bed! They  had pincers as long as my little finger. It was the final straw, I was so scared I packed my things and legged it to the nearest airport.