Relaxed start to the morning, Russ wandered to the local shop to buy milk and came back after checking his Wednesday lotto with a 65 euro win (about $120 NZD)!

We jumped in the car after 9am, and hit traffic chaos on our way to the beach, Destination Golden Bay.

In the north and on the other coast of the island, also home to the Radisson Resort hotel

Slightly overcast and even three drops of rain! Perfect day for the beach – the sea was warm and blue and even a little wave break on the shore. Lots of tourists all sporting speedos and bikinis with a lot of extra bits we didn’t really need to see!! In Malta anything goes!

Around 1pm we left and headed across the country to Xemxija (st Paul’s bay) for a bite of lunch and,surprise, a cool beer!

This is the site where St Paul evidently was shipwrecked on his way to Rome

Looking out from the cafe

In the distance in this image above you can seeon the island the memorial monument to St Paul’s shipwreck.

Back down the centre of the island and stopping st the San Anton Palace and gardens (after numerous wrong turns and one way street tours through Attard -the navigation system malfunctioning – Russ!)

This is the Presidents residence and historic kings gardens open to the public. However due to the lack of rain this summer the flowers were few and far between

The swans and ducks were enjoying the fountain pools however!

And Russ and Sue rested at the entrance to the presidents quarters

Inside the halls there was this beautiful private chapel

And on our back to the car Russ decided to play ‘Where’s Wally’ in the maze surely designed for short people or children!

Hot and a little bothered, after this expedition, it was time to head home. The road works (not the human GPS) delaying our journey back to the comfort of our air conditioned apartment. Now relaxing with a nice cool beverage (again).

Friday night ahead and we look forward to whatever this may bring.

Time to venture further north on this amazing island. We took the 8.30am ferry to Valletta

Up in the lift (the steel and glass tower in picture below) from the ferry to barracca gardens in Valletta

And went in search of the monument commemorating all the commonwealth airmen who never made it back from fighting in the Mediterranean in the 2nd world war. New Zealanders included.

Just outside the gates of Valletta – their names are engraved forever – surrounded by beautiful gardens

The old bus terminal at the entrance to the Valletta gate has moved further out and in its place is a new statue with fountainand pedestrian area.

We had then arranged to meet our Maltese friend, Charles, at the Barracca gardens cafe at 10am for our morning coffee and tri annual catch up. Great coffee and cool green gardens

After which a day exploring Valletta was planned – so at midday we set off and found the market place – then food. Trudi and Russell opting for the traditional ftira sandwich of tuna and salad (this being half the size of a large pizza and about 3 inches high) Trudi gasped at the sight of her enormous lunch and the waiter looked perturbed until Sue explained she was shocked at the size only! A short time later another guest (rather large chap) who was leaving, stopped at our table and said to Trudi ‘You not only get a suntan in Malta, you get FAT!” It was at this point, when all were sated that Russell decided to leave the girls, as he realised the rest of the day was going to be dedicated to retail therapy!!!

The main street of Valletta was awash with tourists off the cruise ship – walking in snake lines behind their guides and extremely busy the further down we got

Choosing the path less travelled Trudi and Sue found many interesting shops on the side streets (the odd purchase here and there) until reaching almost the bottom, footsore and very hot, and rested in the shade of the Palace of the grand Masters

Then proceeded to battle the throngs up the Main Street narrowly avoiding being coerced into a beauty shop who promised to sort out Sues wrinkles! Seriously too late!

The evening nearing and in desperate need of a cool drink, with half an hour to kill before the next ferry from Valletta to Bormla, what better to do than sit at the top of the barracca lift and enjoy a nice cold beer!

Catching the 4.45pm boat we arranged to meet Russell in Senglea for a drink and bite to eat before heading home.

Beautiful (and huge) Caesar salads all round

Thursday night is housie night on the waterfront and all the women were out to play ! This fabulous little truck arrived stacked with lollies to snack on for the housie players, who could resist…actually we did but loved the truck!

Housie WAS on the agenda for us today but, as we hadn’t been back home for 12 hours, a shower and quiet time was looking pretty inviting.

Today we have delved into history, caught up with old friends, shopped till we dropped and enjoyed a great meal that we didn’t have to cook! Goodnight Kiwis!

We started our adventures in Senglea with evening drinks and dinner on the water front with Rols and Kevin – Trudi and Russell enjoying the first beverage

Waking up at 7am this morning, the body clocks are finally back in sync, Trudi and Sue embarked on their early morning walk to explore their new town of Senglea. Sue sporting a very black little toe from falling down the stairwell last night, thankfully only a sprain not a break!

Sunrise at Gardjola Garden lookout, sporting the leopard skin shorts as no athletic shorts were packed. and views of todays cruise ship that just arrived in port for the day.

Across the Grand Harbour to the gates of Valetta (the capital city of Malta)

To the ports where the oil rigs and other superyachts are in for servicing

Having left Russell in peace to have his breakfast, we  returned at 8am for our morning coffee and toast….already hot outside and looking forward to the coolness of our airconditioned apartment.  However not for long…the electricity went off! No Toast! No Aircon! No Internet or lights! and warming up very quickly.  We contacted the owners who said they “would get on to it” and off we went to Vittoriosa for our morning coffee in the square, fully confident that by the time we returned all would be sorted.

The Band Club, and punters enjoying their morning coffee or beer!

Very pleasant, and the next stop was Lidl (the Pak n Save of Malta) to stock up on our supplies for the week. I think the checkout lady thought we were opening a Liquor store as the bulk of our shopping was wine and beer (which is very cheap at Lidl).  Sue managed to drive home without a wrong turn and snatched a park in front of the apartment to unload, which was very fortunate as we had some very heavy bags.  And the lift was working so we assumed (incorrectly) that the power was all sorted as several hours had elapsed.

Still no power, we threw the perishables in the fridge as quickly as we could (to keep the cold in) and it was pretty uncomfortable in our now very warm apartment. The said owners were once again contacted, and were out at lunch. Carmen, our neighbour on the deck opposite (and new Maltese friend) told us to call back and be “Tough” – so we did yet again.  Russ decided on a lie down, and Trudi and Sue wandered to the point to to have a dip in the harbour to cool off (both physically and mentally!

At which time Sue made yet another phone call to the appartment owners and the phone ran out of credit.  However, they did realise that these travelling Kiwis were not going to leave them alone, and swelter in the heat and darkness for the night. They subsequently rang Russell back (he also had left several messages) and advised him to flick a switch in the entrance and all was fixed.  This could have been achieved 6 hours earlier and Sues phone credit may not have run out!  Sue and Trudi headed back, now nice and cool, and made a unanimous decision that a long tall rum and coke was needed at the waterfront bar on the way back after powerless day!

Tonight, as our food and drinks are now nicely chilled, and so is the appartment with the aircon in action,  it may be a night in and we will throw a light dinner together.  Tomorrow we venture across the harbour to capital city, Valletta (by ferry)….. Three “Cool” Kiwis in a happy place once again.

 

One would think that a seaside view looking over the bay to the container port would not be their ideal holiday destination, but waking up to this today, not a breath of wind and a heat haze on the horizon was magic….

No time to dwell, however, as we needed to be clear of the abode by 10am, and three kiwis can collect a lot of extra baggage in a week! As this apartment was extremely sparse, we had cleaning stuff, eating stuff and drinking stuff that all needed to be bagged and carried down the stairs into the cars. Yes we needed two! Rols very kindly brought the little van to help transport us to our new residence.

Having made contact with the new owners, we had arranged to drop our bags at 10.30am and come back at 2.00pm after the cleaning. Thank goodness our new place has a lift!

Having duly deposited all belongings we decided a coffee was needed, and only a short stroll to the waterfront cafes. Little did we know that after fiesta week in Senglea, the cafes are closed! So we walked into Bormla to ‘Cafe Rouge’ which is always open. This next image is for mum – the new university that was dilapidated dockyards

And after 30 minutes walking in the searing heat, we decided we needed a cold one.

Milkshakes for Trudi and Sue – with copious amounts of cream! Great for our figures!

A ginger beer for Russ, well actually half a ginger beer, as having mastered the art of Maltese sign language to a passer by, Russ managed to pour his remaining half over the pavement!

Still with two hours to fill in, while the cleaners did their magic, we visited the convenience store to stock up on the basics; bread, beer and wine! Strolling in the shade back to Senglea (by now temperature felt like 40 degrees) we stopped at the only place open for a cold beer! To fill in time of course!

Waiting waiting….1.30pm we decided the cleaners must be nearly done. Not so, but we collapsed on the couch like the three wise monkeys (sweaty hot monkeys!) and waited again.

We did kind of rush them I guess and they forgot to take the previous inhabitants very large bag of smelly rubbish, which we will need to dispose of! But the place is lovely and newly refurbished and we have air conditioning!!

Trud and I have our small deck and with a traditional Maltese view each way…downhill;

And uphill;

After a fabulous shower to wash away the waiting we are ready for the next chapter of our adventures

Last night three tired, lazy kiwis, who could not face cooking, wandered along the bay and found an English run cafe (waitress about 100 years old – but very efficient) prawn cocktail, chips, hamburger for tea! And feeling a bit ‘beered out’ decided on a “rum and coke” for 1.25 euro ($2.00 NZ) so we just had to have a 2nd one.

The sun went down and this massive container ship (that we had been watching load up all week) up anchored and, with the assistance of three tugs, launched into its journey – the photo doesn’t do justice to the process, it was magnificent!

This morning Sue decided that she need a break from battling with the Maltese roads and drivers and have a relaxing day getting ready to shift tomorrow from this shipping town to the new apartment in Senglea.

Locked the car! And Trudi and Sue went exploring(by foot)

The bougainvillea is in full bloom…

Through the town of Birzebuggia and the town church was catching the morning rays.

Along the waterfront towards the container port and we found one of Trudi’s childhood memories…couldn’t resist!

Still too early for the shops to open, we stopped at a lovely open air cafe by the beach….sat down to enjoy the perfect double shot ‘hot’ coffee

Bliss …. well almost. We didn’t count on main street action on a Monday morning. A crane across the road bucketing concrete from a truck (engine on and back cylinder revolving – ‘crunch’ ‘crunch’) then right by the cafe a road worker decided to drill out a pot hole for repair with a ‘jack hammer’!!!!! All the while Sue was trying to have a nice relaxed chat with Mary back home and she was laughing at the Maltese turmoil as she remembers well!

Time to up anchor and leave, so to speak, as the shops were now opening.

The fruit and vege truck, A charity shop(never leave these empty handed), some local retailers with a huge variety of treasures to look at and homeward bound.

A rest in the park, and back with Russ by 11.00am with his home baked apple pie!!! Since he had been behaving we brought him a treat!

And this guy stops every day, but apple pies and Maltese bread are more than we need to sustain our athletic kiwi figures !!!! At least a long walk was had by two!

Last day in Birzebuggia and watch for the ‘Cottonera’ adventures – the old cities steeped in history and ‘Noise’

Finally our body clocks are adjusting, we actually slept until nearly 6am….we were up enjoying our morning coffee in time to welcome the young polish crew (from the neighbouring apartment) arriving back from a night on the town…..looking somewhat less jolly than when they left to taste the party life of Malta at 9pm last night.

Sue and Trudi took off to the Sunday car boot market in Birgu, an old haunt and still as busy as ever at 7am. Extremely hot and dusty and picked up a few great bargains – mainly lightweight summer clothes!!! They may not make it back to New Zealand but will certainly be useful in the current climate! All purchases came home to go straight in the washing machine.

By 9am we were back and Russ was fed and watered and ready for a swim. A short stroll to the little beach on the corner with the Sunday families.

A Maltese family with 2-3 year old girl triplets enjoying the cool water.

This image was capturing the container leaving port and, as a bonus, the rear end of a female swimmer (for all you blokes still wrapped in winter woolies)

Back to apartment for a quick shower and off to Kev and Rols (the apartment we will eventually inhabit before this trip is over) for lunch. Family time – good food – laughter and relaxing. Now back in Birzebuggia for a quiet evening while we plan tomorrow’s adventures.

Three very relaxed kiwis winding down

The day started with breakfast at Lemon and Lime Marsakala and the All Blacks vs Argentina – courtesy of a very amenable English bar manager

Followed by a rest on the waterfront Marsakala and checking out the options for a slightly cloudy 30 degrees Malta day.

Found that on this day 8th of September is Victory day in history 1943 when the Italians withdrew their bombardment of the grand harbour and in celebration of this Fort St Angelo, Vittoriosa is open to the public for a mere two euro. in light of the hubbys sore back we decided to see how close we could get to the entrance (parking wise) and go join the throngs….

We got lucky and as someone left, we parked about 50 meters from the gate – still a small sit was needed; Russ by the super yachts in grand harbour.

Further along the marina we passed Just a small 95 meter abandoned super yacht that got passed in by the Maltese court auctions at 43 million euro!! Still for sale if anyone interested?

Up into the fort and the views were amazing – last time we were here the Fort was closed and being renovated for CHOGM and we could only walk around outside

Stairway to heaven …..

Views from the top….

And the proof that we all made it up the ramps and stairs and enjoyed our nice cold cisk (beer) in the captains dining room

We had prime position to pull up our chairs and watch the annual Victory day races in the grand harbour (Malta’s version of dragonboating/rowing)

On display we caught up with these two guys on the way out – the maltese falcon and the lucky owl

Very hot , not the feathered birds the human ones (Trudi and Sue) we took a quick drive over the hill to Rinella bay for a dip in the sea then home to birzebuggia via the bakery and liquor store (closed on a Saturday!) so back to bakery to stock up on beer and sit on the deck in our Malta home with a nice cold drink and this happened

Big day for the wandering kiwis!

Leaving the land of the long white cloud and rain to the sunny island of Malta – welcome to our adventures

A very long squashed journey which is best forgotten – three weary travellers arrived at their destination and a nice cold beer and wine supplied by the brothers!!

A couple of days in a blur – the hubby with a very sore back and needing a few days R&R – Sue and Trudi took off, Sue honing her Malta driving skills in the ‘Red’ Punto – first stop Bormla – to the Vodafone shop to set up Maltese phone numbers – Trudi’s first taste of the old three cities shrouded in bunting for fiestas and surrounded by large yachts and super yachts in the sparking blue of the grand harbour. Said Vodafone’s sorted, off to supermarket to stock up and hit the wall!! Back to the bnb for some rest ourselves – then an early night to try and beat the jet lag (day 2) Day three saw a migraine attack yours truly but susiding in time to meet my cousins Sam and Anna in Birzebbuga for morning coffee! Then off to Marsaxlokk (the touristy fishing village) to buy Russ a hat and have lunch

Home for Russell’s rest then across the road to a four hundred year old fort; very posh restaurant for dinner with Kev and Rols

Up with the birds, well no birds, around 5am to head to Valletta to start the passport process for Russ – after being sent to three different places…… mission accomplished and in three weeks we can do the application when he has Maltese birth certificate. Another stop – to ID card office to change my Maltese address, then the dreaded visit to the bank to ensure the cards are working in Bormla (that is after a coffee at senglea). Needless to say not a simple process and one got swallowed after waiting in 35 degrees in a queue then had to start all over again – Trudi buying stamps was relatively simple except the electronic doors to the post office only opened when pushed – so standing waiting was not going to give her entry! Enough was enough for one day and off we went on a drive past Kalkara to marsacala and the Irish pub for a cold beer at 11.30am (yep 2 beers in the morning – really on holiday). Continued down the coast to St Thomas bay (a place to go back to) and round in a few circles to buy ice and all this done and home by 1.30pm

We are doing a couple of boring housekeeping things like washing and Rest time for Russ and Trudi and Sue off to the beach for the afternoon 🙂 Now the jet lag has gone watch this space for the wandering adventures of Sue Russ and Trudi in Malta