About an hour later, guess who surfaced? Yep, straight out of the defrost vent near Don. It rather surprised the driver, who was not real happy to have a wasp flying around his face. At the time we were in the middle of road construction, so he couldn't even pull off, but gratefully we were toward the end of the construction and he was able to stop the rv. He took aim, and . . . no luck. Although it surprised the wasp, he just landed on the seat, undead. Don hit him again. No luck. Took five or six more swats to make it so he couldn't fly, but he was still kicking when we grabbed him with a paper towel. One tough wasp, for sure, but once dispatched we had no more!