Apparently, it is harder to find time to write during vacation than when you have a job. For these reason my updates are more sporadic than usual.
Let me begin, my triumphant return by telling the tale of the Dead Sea.
My in-laws took the family to the Dead Sea for a few days before we departed for our trip to the States. For three days we stayed in a beautiful hotel and did absolutely nothing other than swim, eat, and sleep. In fact, during those three days not a single one of us made it to the actual Dead Sea.
One night as i lay asleep on the large and most comfortable bed, i was awoken by a bone chilling scream. Somehow my ten month old baby did not flinch, but I leaped out of bed ready for action. My wife, stood there, her face white and opposite her hovered, what was without a doubt, the largest moth i had ever seen.
Lunging forward I tackled the beast, who fell under my weight. Sitting on top of this man-eating moth I began to pummel it with my fists. the shriek that escaped it's lips startled me and gave him the second he needed to throw me off of him. the creature was surprisingly strong and i flew across the room and slammed into the far wall. Pieces of plaster fell after me on to the bed.
"Round two you ugly bastard," I whispered as i advanced. He swung at me with his wing and I was lifted into the air once more ans I smashed into another wall. I landed with a thump on to the hard carpeted floor. Scrambling backwards i searched for a weapon to use against my formidable opponent, but i found nothing but the balcony door.
