Whenever we are outside, we get eaten by mosquitoes. Being a missionary has taught me that they like to bite right on the veins where it bleeds the most. So we went to contact these people in this nice neighborhood at this super big house. We had a nice chat with them - completely in Spanish! - and we got ready to leave. All of the sudden my companion starts apologizing - a lot. She had scratched off a scab where a mosquito had bitten her a little too soon. Her foot was bleeding a ton! It had dripped down into her shoe which had some holes in it. She ended up leaving a nice puddle of blood on their porch right by the door. We had a good laugh about it!