I first encountered them intimately in the rain forests of Madagascar.
Every night, when I stepped under the waterfall in the river where I bathed, I spent the first 10 min. or so gently scraping them off my body…
…from my belly, inner thighs, the back of my neck, behind my ears & knees, underneath my arms, between my toes…
…and other unmentionable heat-generating areas.
Because I couldn’t reach the ones on my back, I would pour on some vinegar & the little cuties would let go on their own.
I know. I hear you.
But, really, they’re mostly harmless and very sweet.
I know you don’t believe that, so I’m going to write a post later about my experience with leeches – from my initial screaming freak-outs to my forced acclimation.
Because when living in a jungle, you don’t have the luxury of choosing who sucks on you.
In the meantime, I saw this leech video & thought it might tenderize your heart toward leeches.
Do not eat, drink tequila with a worm inside, or let anyone pucker-up to kiss you while watching this video.