Mosquitoes in Malta - How to Avoid Them

Tis the season for our winged friends to wreak their bloody habit again.  I was awoken the other morning to the droning hum of the mosquito, searching for some unexposed flesh to feast on.

These are nasty fellows, and I think only the most fuzzy-hearted of animal lovers would try to catch one of them under a glass and set them free out the window rather than aiming a (usually mistimed) slap in their direction.  There are plenty of mosquitoes in Malta at this time of year I'm afraid, so how best to deal with them.

A Christmas Mosquito

Now as everybody knows, our species and that of the mosquito have been waging war upon each other for thousands of years.  And as everyone also knows, the mosquitoes are kicking our asses.  And so their merciless and utterly unprovoked attacks on the humans continued the other night - Christmas night, no less! The mosquitoes have no respect for our traditions.

I was asleep when this cowardly assault took place.  But my sleep was disturbed by an extreme urge to scratch my exposed arm, as well as that sinister drone that indicates the presence of the insect in question.