War!

Kikai is an island, full of crazy-huge insects. Put it on the tourism brochure. The trees along the road as I bike up towards the office: palm sized spiders in tree sized webs. Some serious Arachnophobia-type nonsense. Truth be told however, I don't mind the spiders. They keep to themselves, they eat mosquitoes, they hang out. They're like Scandinavia or something: huge but harmless. No, my war is not with the spiders. My war is with the Mongol horde that has seen fit to infest my house. Tiny little brown ants, we're talking grain of sand tiny, but billions of them. I first began to suspect that the ants and I were going to have issues when I picked up my predecessors bag of sugar and the following conversation ensued:

"Ants. What the hell you doin' all up on the outside of my sugar?"
*Hundreds of ant voices in unison* "Wait till you open the bag, MUAHAHAHAHA"

I swear that bag was more ants than sugar.

But I have allies! I have the geckos! Chirpy, twitchy little speed-freak geckos! They're about 3 inches long, and there are at least 3 of them in my room right now. They fight like the devil, and are charming little bastards to boot. I saw one of them flying-tackle this big green praying mantis/ dump truck on a vertical surface. Do you know how hard it is to jump and land sideways? So I have a new enemy. Small, agile, as numerous as the leaves in the trees and the sand on the beach. But also some new friends. In Japanese, the kanji for gecko are "house" and "guardian". Apt.

Other thoughts?
Beaches are close, and the water is warm.
Coral is sharp, and my feet are sad.
Tamagoyaki is delicious, and cannot be made with any of the pans I have, but the failed scrambled eggs which came out of the attempt were still pretty tasty.
Rice is cheap!
Meat is expensive!
Green beans do not exist.
THIS IS JAPAN!

Back to cleaning, and putting my chaotic little life in order.