Churches and catacombs

The day turned chilly and rather damp at times today! Perfect day to visit churches and Catacombes.

We all headed to Mosta, the birthplace of the kiwi Bonnici’s and visited the Mosta church – where a German bomb went through the dome into a congregation of three hundred people and did not detonate! This miracle celebrated every year following.

Aaron photobombing my picture of the phone booth with the church dome in the background.

The boys on the steps at the front of the church, and two Euro entry opened up a panorama of colour and gold…

A visit to the Mosta church is not complete without looking up

Inside the dome! Very humbling, the size and patterns inside and up!

Statues and marble! A glimpse into one of the many monuments

The bomb, both blonde and metal!

We then had a wander through the streets in hunt for the bonnici bakery, where my grandfather was brought up.

In an angelic part of Mosta – a landmark that we were close!

Jaxon and Sue in front of the homestead and business – no longer a bakery. I hope the owner didn’t think we were scoping out their home.

The rain clouds closing in we headed to Rabat and the first time Malta visitors explored the catacombes under the church while Russ and I enjoyed a coffee under an umbrella to keep dry.

Russ eyeballing a passing umbrella!!

The younger generation returned after their underground adventure and as we started walking towards Mdina, it poured with rain. Flagged this and headed to Pavi so Jaxon could have a big supermarket experience!

Dropped the boys and groceries back home and Steph and I took off to the airport (again) to swap my car and then to Paola for the wedding dress extravaganza! I will say no more.