Smoke Pumpers

Last night we heard a noise that we couldn't place...it sounded like the "almost empty glass with a straw gurgle” that we tell our kids not to make...but on a huge scale. It was so loud that we had to yell to talk to each other.
We leaned out our windows trying to get a look, when we spotted a tiny little truck with a large nozzle on the top, pumping out a thick white smoke that obscured everything in its wake.

15 Minutes After the Zapper Passed

It passed just a few feet from our windows and the smoke rolled up to our glass, turned and headed up and down the outside wall. It was like being inside the clouds. It turned out to be the mosquito zapper truck saturating the village with some mix of toxins that are probably not allowed at home. We haven't seen a skeeter since!