I'm a simple emigrant and I adore mosquitoes

For choosing to live somewhere other than Frankfurt. Strangely, after these few years in Germany I’ve completely forgotten about the existence of mosquitoes and gnats. But in the first eight seconds in Tyumen they instantly reminded me who’s boss here. For reference: our city was built on swampy ground, so the mosquitoes here are happy and live their best life. And you can tell by them—they’re already as big as my head and will sit on your neck and on any exposed areas without hesitation. By the way, you can also keep repellents for yourself. Most of them mosquitoes love as sauces for food. We with the family went to the park for a walk, but we lasted about 10 minutes, then we raced to the car to get away from this invasion faster. Sometimes you can’t hide from mosquitoes even at home! My friend recently left and forgot to close the window at home, and when she came back, predictably her apartment had already been inhabited by 84 mosquito families. If you don’t know what that means, just believe me that sleeping like that is impossible. She says: “I pulled off the blanket and told them, bite me already, every one of you and go away!” Spoiler: they didn’t go away. Of course, you can go for a daytime walk, then you won’t see insects. But what replaces them is poplar fluff. I tried to photograph this phenomenon so that the scale would be clear, but I couldn’t. I don’t know why Ivanushki sang about July (don’t thank me, now you’ll never stop singing this song), here the fluff is flying in a solid wall. It keeps trying to fly into your nose, mouth, eyes—worth pulling out those old COVID masks. In Frankfurt we don’t have that either. And what are your annoying attributes of summer? Are there mosquitoes, fluff or bikers, perhaps? #russia