Last week, Hannah and I went for a walk down at Utah lake in the evening. We were so excited… it sounded like a great plan.
“How come we never go down to the lake?” We kept asking.
“It’s like we’re going to the beach on a vacation!”
We strapped Eva in the stroller and started our walk, admiring the beautiful sunset, the sailboats, and the mountains.
Then it happened. Bugs were everywhere. Just tons and tons of gnats. It lightened up a bit until we heard this loud buzzing. Hannah asked if it was a boat. I couldn’t understand where it was coming from because the trees were far away and it almost sounded like surround sound.
I looked up. It was a HUGE swarm of gnats. A big black cloud of them!
That’s the last time I’ll be going to the lake in the evening.
My friends and I did that same thing last year. We went down expecting it to be all nice, and we were going to wade and do all this stuff… it was the WORST, I think I ate like five thousand bugs.