I'm usually not the one most loved by mosquitoes and neither is Frank. We were staying at a rented apartment (with my mother staying in another one) on a little farm with lots of chickens, a pony, a tortoise and two cats,close to the Baltic Sea (about half a mile, if not less). It was beautiful and my parents have been friends with the family who owns it for over 20 years, so there are some childhood memories attached to the place because we used to go there on holiday several times. Really the only thing that was not nice was the mosquitoes. Franks hand is still swollen from one of the bites and some bites bruised (were assuming those were blackflies).
I've read that mosquitoes prefer people who are warm and sweaty, drunk or pregnant, tall or fat. They also prefer dark clothes to white ones.
People with blood group 0 are especially popular with the mosquitoes.
Clegs and gnats are a nuisance too. But I am most afraid of wasps.
We are famous for "Stockholm syndrome": "Q: Hey, what's up with Matt? His Dad is on social security, his mom got laid off, his sister's kids get free school lunches, he collects federal financial aid for college, and he only makes minimum wage working at Walmarts. Yet he keeps talking about how we need to cut taxes for the wealthy and quit spending so much on social programs. A: Yeah, he thinks he's going to be a millionaire soon. He's got Economic Stockholm Syndrome." (Urban Dictionary)