When I first moved to Costa Rica, I lived in a scorpion den up in the cliffs. Mornings started with a “scorpion sweep” for anything with a stinger, from the large nasty looking ones to the little baby scorpions, and the whole vibe in the house was that you had to be scared to death of them. In my new neighborhood, sightings are rare, but my phobia has stayed. Although now I know I won’t die on the spot if I get stung.
Pictured above, a darling little baby scorpion baby that was hanging out across the street at Lisa‘s house. The small ones don’t know what they’re doing yet, so if they sting you it actually hurts the worst. If you don’t know how to properly kill one, do not ask me. I claim to have done it once, with a telephone book, but I will finally admit here that it was already dead. (It still took me three days to bravely get the thing out of my house.) Denise has her form down perfectly and will demonstrate if asked.
Here’s a picture that my friend Cynthia sent me of a scorpion found in her friend’s bed in Malaysian Borneo, one of my last trips before I settled down in Costa Rica. Believe it or not, the poor girl didn’t see it before she attempted to snuggle in, and it pinched her. I think I picked the right place to live!
While I do not think I would have survived the heart attack that having those large pinchers come at me in my own BED, I have been warned that those baby scorpions really do hurt the worst, due to their immaturity and not knowing to conserve their poison. So be on the lookout for scorpions of any size!
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