roaches

My first night in this hotel, I saw a huge cockroach. It furtively disappeared under some furniture. A night later, I saw a second roach and lightly kicked it. It skittered across the floor and lay on its back, legs flailing. Lucky shot on my part. I grabbed some toilet tissue, wrapped the roach in it, and squeezed. Problem solved. I then resolved to go back to Walmart to buy that can of Raid I'd mentioned earlier. I saw a third roach the next day and went for my Raid. As happens in horror movies when you look away for an instant, the bug disappeared, but I was lucky enough to see it as it disappeared, and to find the nasty hole into which it had gone (at the bottom of my bathroom's door jamb). I sprayed that hole, soaking it with chemicals. The day after that, I saw two roaches in the vanity area (where there's a sink and a mirror) on the other side of the floor from the roach-hole. Both were on their backs, dying. The spray had worked its evil magic. I spray that entry point twice a day now in an effort to keep the beasties at bay. Haven't seen a roach since. But they could be out there. 

dying roaches, now dead after another spray for good measure

 one side of the roach hyperspace portal (bathroom door)

the other side of that same jamb—bigger hole

a wider shot

As the fake Mad Eye Moody used to say, Constant vigilance!