Th above is an Amazon wasp.
It's known locally as a black hornet and one nailed me last week while I was in Brazil's Amazon with Capt Peacock Yachts & Expeditions.
This, of course, wasn't Capt Peacock's fault.
It was mine as I insisted on venturing deep into the jungle - and off the river - in order to set up a game camera with the hopes of capturing a few pictures of a jaguar.
I didn't get any pictures.
I did get stabbed in the hand by the aforementioned nightmare insect however while I was trying to set up the camera.
It felt like any other wasp or bee sting when it happened but got very different real fast.
My hand swelled to more than twice its size and by the time I got to the boat I felt that there was a good chance that my hand might fall off.
And it hurt like a son of a bitch.
Unfortunately, there wasn't much I could do for the pain other than pop a Benadryl, submerge my hand in ice, and drink beer.
With my other hand.
Close to a dozen beers and another Benadryl later I feel asleep.
When I awoke the next day my hand was still swelled like a bloated pig and itched like the devil.
Here's a pic.
Can you tell which hand was nailed by the wasp?
I knew you could.
It took another two days for the swelling to fully subside.
Even a week later though, my hand is still a tad sore.
I used the word "tad."