Leaving the beach and heading inland was sort of a jolt. By this time I had not been bitten by mosquitoes but the sand flies had started to eat me in Hopkins and continued to do so in Placencia. I also had a nasty horse fly bite, which I got while hanging out with a crazy but interesting horse guy in Hopkins. Also, on our second morning in Placencia we had been woken to the tale of one of our neighbouring cabana residents having been bitten by a scorpion in his bed. We had also seen some big bugs. I am not particularly frightened of bugs, but I am frightened of pain, so we were very careful with our stuff.