A tiny dark-colored bee (presumably a sweat bee) landed on my arm and just wouldn't stop licking me. It walked all up and down my hand, with its little tongue out, as if I were an enormous lollipop. No matter how many times I blew it off of me, it kept returning for more of my deliciousness.

Finally, I blew it off and waved it away as I ran inside.

It's nice to know I have a fan in the bee realm, though.