St. Joseph Home Hostel Ghajnsielem

... We sat out on our balcony which looked upon the walls of the city and the quay. Bustling horse and carriages trotted smartly back and forth. The road going up the hill is steep, but these horses are strong and fit, pulling with little effort. They really fly.
We boarded our bus with no security issues( like aforementioned places) and started our tour. I know nothing of Malta, other than ...

I've just popped over to Malta for a day & a bit (as you do!) to say a quick hello / goodbye to my parents (and bring them lots of goodies over for the last time in a while).

The weather is a little warmer than the UK, but not as warm as it's going to be in a week's time (ha ha ha).

Anyway, I'll keep this blog short so ciao for now!

Anita x

... the madness of the old Souk. The Souk is a rabbit warren of narrow streets lined with shops off all kinds, with every owner vying for custom. We walked past yet another vendor yelling “hello American, Dutch” and when didn’t reply pointed to Ryan and said “Mr Bean, Hey you Mr Bean, come and buy” we laughed and laughed and on our way back through pointed and referred to him as Mr Bean again. Chris tried to ...

... oasis of greenery that looks over a view to the island’s waterfront. She tells us we have a fifteen minute break, but when the time is up I don’t see her return. Mom is the only one of us who hears her say that we are to meet at “San Francisco” a narrow street that runs up a steep hill like those in San Francisco.

We follow her into the St. James Co-Cathedral and she hands out personal amplifiers to ...

... Malta at War museum, and Fort Rinella and its Armstrong 100 ton gun. Well, how could I resist!!! The visit to the "Malta at war museum" was very interesting with its facts and history but it really came alive thanks to our guide. Although, he was very young (21 years old), he had a passion for his country's rich history and a knowledge that if we forget the past we are ...

... to sneak and eat that deliciousness. Maybe they weren`t the same as in Poland, but such Christmas atmosphere can always cher you up. In the morning I was shooting kidsand adults) with the Santa Claus, in the evening as well. One little girl ran towards the Santa and kissed kiss cheeks, saying: thank you, Santa, for my prezent [I can`t remember what was that]. How did you know, that it was the thing I wasnted? :o) The kid`s reactions towards the ...

... shed but not before enquiring for a snorkelling kit for me. The umbrella and chairs cost us 8 Euros to rent and the snorkelling kit (eye glasses and breathing stick) was 8 Euros with 4 refundable on return. I had never snorkelled before but as soon as I put it on, I worked it out within seconds. Then it was pure joy as I could really and truly enjoy the underwater sights. The fish that looked a couple of centimetres from above the water were in fact good 6 centimetres in ...

... 50 years later. There was a place called Golden Bay that looked very interesting to me during my pre-reading and it was situated on the other side of the map to where I was staying in Sliema. I found a bus route that took me to there from outside my motel! What excited me more about Golden Bay was that it was near a place called Ghajn Tuffieha. I have vivid memories of my father singing about such a place when my parents had toyed with the idea of selling up and moving the ...

... more of an Arab influence here than in Sicily, and it's obvious in everything from architecture to food (naturally, get to that in a minute), to language and culture. Here we stopped for a traditional pastizzi filled with ricotta or mushy peas, and tea, which is poured condensed form, hot water is added and then milk. YUM. It's at this locals hangout though, where all the old guys in the neighborhood hang out and presumably ...

Today was my last day in Malta. My flight left at an ungodly hour of 3:15 AM for Vienna with a connection in Munich on Lufthansa. I spent most of the day limping around as my right foot was hurting like heck and just felt weak. I was afraid I fractured something the night before but since I had no swelling or any sharp pain when I put weight on it, I figured it was just bruised. We took it easy today and went to the Museum of Archeology in ...