| don't like those damn things. I rember waking up the first night there to my mother screaming downstairs. She got up in the middle of the night and went to get something to drink. She didn't have her contacts in nor her glasses but she noticed something running at her across the foyer. She grabbed a broom near the stairs and started beating whatever she saw. All I know is when my dad and I ran downstairs all we could find was legs and spider guts.... Guess it got trapped in the house and just happened to be running in the same direction as my mother. I still ran away from them when i saw the little ones in the sand dunes. I was only 10 at the time, still don't like spiders of anytype to this day. I do remember an old picture of one sitting on a jeep tire at the local yaht club. Back before photoshop was even around, if it was fake it was a good one. Then again i was 10. :) I believed just about anything told to me back then. Stay safe over there. I'm sure your tour isn't near as fun as it was for me as a kid. :)
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