Dean Hamlet Complex Saint Julian's

I've just popped over to Malta for a day &amp; 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).<br><br>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).<br><br>Anyway, I'll keep this blog short so ciao for now!<br><br>Anita x

... a quick bite realized that his train was due to leave, so made a dash to the platform only to find that his train was 500 metres away, he sprinted and got on with 30 seconds to spare (at this point Robyn was thinking she was going to be doing the cruise minus Chris as he was now 3 hours overdue). Robyn gets two frantic messages on the phone from Avis asking if we could return immediately and move the car as it was parked in a motorbike parking ...

Sleeping on the upper bunk of the ship's cabin reminds me of having an MRI. When I went in for the procedure a month ago, I was rolled under a flat plate two inches above my face and my head was secured to the table so I couldn&#8217;t move for twenty minutes. I don&#8217;t think I got over that terrifying experience because even though the cabin&#8217;s ceiling was two feet over me I felt claustrophobic. When we rise at 6:00am from ...

... in the evenings. We got to Valletta around 3pm or so and wandered around a bit gawking at all the people crowding the streets. The bands were playing and there was confetti being thrown from balconies. We managed to squeeze through the crowd and found the church of St. Paul's Shipwreck and went inside. We had visited before, but now it was absolutely packed with people and all the ornate altars covered in silver plating glittered in the lights and ...

... greeted at the entrance by a Roman official, taking census, recording who we were, how many were in our party, and  where we were from.  We were warmly welcomed and provide with a map of the village.  We arrived as twilight was falling, and we spent the next hour and a bit exploring this wonderful venue:  animals, thrashing site for wheat, stable with the "Holy Family"  (the babies were rotated on regular shifts; it reminded Mark and I of the year Merina played "Baby Jesus ...

... inidan dishes but it really brings you closer to home. second, We all go down to the fish market on sunday mornings. Its about a mile long of some of the best fish ive ever seen. Whenever we go, everyone always sticks close to me and asks what they should buy and what tastes good. Now, granted i dont know 90% of the fish... I do spot some i know and suggest those. The prices are amazing. I can get some ammmmazing fish for sooo cheap, as well as some other interesting ...

... fort easily enough, however a barbed wire fence lined the road to the entrance, which was blocked by a boom gate. I figured this wasn't a tourist attraction, and when three huge dogs started barking and running down the road towards me I decided that I really didn't care about the fort all that much and headed back. When I finally entered the Dome at 3pm, I felt a really special energy inside the place. The interior was a stunning blue, gold ...

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... and grabbed a light snack from the Lido Café (very light) and waited for The Almonys to return. Right on schedule, I saw Bob waving from shore so I headed down to join up with them. To my disappointment, Carol and Michael chose to go aboard and have lunch, etc, complaining it was too hot to walk around. Me in shorts, baggy shirt and straw hat was raring to go, so Bob and I headed off to the center of town in a taxi (the four ...

... Valletta. Everything on Malta is 30 minutes by car away from anywhere. The car hurtles at a bumpy clip to our destination through narrow streets, past velvety limestone houses and prickly pear bushes, then past car dealerships and concrete telecom buildings and parking blocks. Cars circa 1980 power speedily along the potholed road. I am apprehensive that our Renault might fall into one of the cavernous holes. The landscape ripples between town and farmland. More conspicuous are ...