My 4 year old daughter and I opened the door to the public restroom at a gas station in the Sierra Gorda mountains (Mexico) and stepped inside. As the door gently closed behind us, I noticed a giant wasp flying near the ceiling at the back of the bathroom. When I say giant, I do not exaggerate. It was easily double the size of the wasps in Ohio. Then, I noticed the nest hanging from the light fixture.
I guided my daughter out the door and we “noped” right on out of there.
We left so quickly that I did not take any pictures of the wasps. They were far too terrifying for me!
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We waited outside the bathroom
My daughter and I waited for my husband and son to come out of the restroom. As they exit, I ask, “Are there wasps in the men’s bathroom?”
“There are wasp nests,” my husband responded.
“But no wasps?”
He shook his head no.
“Is the bathroom empty?” I ask.
“I don’t want to go in there and get stung!” my daughter started whimpering. Of course, my daughter was stung a month before we left Ohio. She remembered that painful sting.
It took a few minutes to convince her to go into the restroom. She finally did and my husband and son stood guard outside. After, we walked over to the convenience store. I may have bribed her to go into the bathroom by offering to buy candy – hey, desperate parent over here and it didn’t work anyway. Except, once I said it, I was committed to buying candy.
There was also a wasp flying around in the convenience store, but luckily no one saw it except me. It did disappear while we were shopping.
What a find!
This particular gas station was a serendipitous stop. I found gluten free crackers there made by the same company that makes the bread I buy here in Mexico. I bought one small package, loved them, then longed for them so much that we stopped at the exact same gas station on our return trip.
And of course, I had to use the bathroom. I cautiously crept into the restroom. Thankfully, it was mysteriously wasp free this time. If you’re wondering, the crackers were worth the risk.*
* However, I may think differently if anyone in the family had gotten stung.
Wasps of the Sierra Gordas
We spotted these large wasps in Xilitla, too, so I imagine they live throughout the Sierra Gorda mountains. Another one caused a minor screaming episode inside a restaurant (thankfully empty) because it was hovering around the door and getting closer and closer to our table. It finally went away or the kids and I would’ve had to “nope” out of there again while my husband paid our bill.
Have you had run-ins with giant bug versions of those you’ve had at home? Or mass quantities of bugs (like mosquitoes)? Or other crazy bug experiences?