Merbha Malta. Welcome Malta.
Trip Start Mar 16, 2004
35Trip End Jun 13, 2004
As I excited the port a man shouted keep left so I turned left. Had I turned right I would have been in Valletta in minutes. As it turned out I ended up in Marsa and it took me an hour or so to get my bearings to Valletta.
The first thing that strikes you about Vallette is the scale and grandeur of the place. All the buildings are limestone, the city is entered through a couple of vast grand gateways and the city walls look impenetrable. The people who built this place really meant business.
I found the Tourist Office just inside the main city gate
The Hibernian Hostel is a big hostel. The rooms are apartment style on each of five floors. I got a six bed dorm to myself. After making myself at home I went for a walk back into Valletta along the coast. I just let myself wander around the city to get a feel for it. It oozes history.
The bus terminal in Malta is right outside the main city as antique vehicles. All are driven by their owners and the service is organised by a co_op. The buses are in excellent shape and practically every type of bus built in the last forty years must be represented.
If you are a bus enthusiast, you should go and see it. A living, working museum. I took one of the buses back to Sliema.
A few doors down from the hostel is Simon's Pub. A lovely little bar with a small terrace outside it. I wandered in late to discover that Simon is hosting a 21 hour music marathon over three evenings and the place was mobbed. It was dark, hot, humid and smoky. I managed to order a pint of Cisk (pronounced Chisk), a local lager, and squeezed into the lounge to see the band. It was like upstairs in the old Gweedore Bar in Waterloo Street and about as tiny. The band played cover versions of The Rolling Stones, Status Quo, etc and the crowd loved it.