What happened?

Sorry I trailed off before... the inspiration I had to write of our trip dwindled some. Needless to say, we had a lot of fun, encountered a great deal of obstacles and close-calls, and most importantly we made some memories that will remain etched in our minds for the rest of our lives (i just can't seem to recall any at this particular time). Here's something new though, but please don't take this as a cause of any serious concern. I'm not writing this to worry anyone but I'm also not going to pretend this is all just a big cake walk (what is a cake walk anyway?). Last week, Jesse and I were witness to a couple of serious fights. This past Saturday, I myself was attacked while I was leaving the club with my girlfriend (it's not serious, just a couple weeks so far). Anyway, something had happened in the club, some girls had been trying to get my attention and were not happy I was with someone so there were some words thrown back and forth (most of which I just didn't understand). When we left, 7 or 8 people (including the 3 girls) followed us out. No one was badly hurt, I chose not to fight back for several reasons: I didn't want the girl i was with to be hurt, I didn't want the the few guys who weren't involved to become involved, and as I mentioned earlier, Jesse and I had already been witness to a couple of serious fights that week and I didn't want this to become a "serious fight". I am completely ok. It did shake me up a little though. So I've done something that's perhaps taken me far too long to do and begun training again. Who is my instructor, you ask? His name is Sammy, he's a Chinese man in his mid-fifties or early sixties and he is a former student of Bruce Lee. There are 4 students: a South-African, an American, a Taiwanese guy and a Canadian (that'd be me), and there's also a translator. It's a little expensive but this was something I couldn't pass up (especially not now). I'm stoked. By the way, I'm sorry I've been a bit of a ghost lately. I hope you're all well and safe.