Two weeks in Malta has now turned into 24 days and counting - the sun is shining most days - no such thing as snow here - why would I leave? I cancelled my plane ticket and have yet to book one out of here.
Malta, Gozo and Comino are three islands that sit in the middle of the Mediterranean Sea and is the farthest point south in Europe so the weather has been beautiful! A few cloudy days, hit by rain a couple times and apparently a cyclone which I was completely oblivious to - a nap will do that - but.....no snow....did I mention that?
The first two weeks here I stayed in the Bahar Ic-Caghaq area (prounced Bahar itch-ciak.....say it! I know you can); it was like stepping back to ancient times! Horses clopping down the street, Church bells ringing; the fruit and bread trucks honking their horns, letting the neighborhood know they are here for business; rumor is a donut truck comes by but I didn't see it - which is a good thing I'm sure.
Malta is a giant lump of Limestone so almost everything built here is made of limestone, hence most buildings are the same color. This little country has a lot of history, a Church on every corner and many prehistoric and megalithic temples, not to mention a cave or two.
I've spent many hours sitting by the sea, walking by the sea, staring at the sea....ahhhhhhh. It's a very short walk to enjoy this new found hobby.
The second day here I took a boat ride around the harbor - a 'Captain Morgan Cruise' to be exact, I figured they HAD to have Captain Morgan on board the Captain Morgan boat......they did in fact have it, unfortunately it was darker rum, but I'm a trooper and I'm on a Captain Morgan boat so I AM going to have a Captain Morgan - it was a little strong for me ;) but I drank most of it anyways, I'm quite certain I was the only one drinking on the boat - it was good for a laugh even if I was the only one laughing about it.....I'm spending far too much time alone.
There are a lot of cats here, I mean a LOT of cats, to the point it has freaked me out. I'm in a different neighborhood now but the first two weeks walking home at the end of the day was almost more than I could bear with the cat world. They don't belong to any one person in particular, people look after them, feed them and such but they just hang about wherever - like on the shoulder-height ledges by the sidewalks. At night you know they're there......you.know.they.are.there......you can sense them, feel them watching you and for their sheer entertainment I'm certain, they leap out in front of you and wander off giving you heart failure - because walking alone in the dark in a strange neighborhood is not unnerving enough. I saw a lady leaving the market - walking her dog, carrying a large bag of cat food. Not sure how I feel about cats anymore.
Riding the bus - well now, that's an adventure - the bus drivers and locals do NOT know the names of the majority of bus stops (with names like Rabat, Naxxar, Mosta Rotunda, Qieghed Hawn is it any wonder?) so it's a fun little game to play of "Where am I?"
If you know a landmark they'll know where to stop and I have had a couple great drivers help me out as well as a few locals. Some of the buses become so crowded, even the locals will give the driver a hard time for picking more people up!
Every once in awhile a stern looking bus supervisor will randomly hop a bus and ask to see your ticket - one of them confiscated a fellows ticket and berated him because his young children paid too low of a price and was going to file a report on whoever sold him the ticket. Adult tickets are €1.50, it's not a lot of money but apparently it's serious business.
A little over a week ago I moved to the San Gwan area, the family I'm living with is great and the location is much easier to get around on foot and there are more buses to catch to different areas here.
My new hosts are Balazs and Karin Heller and they both teach an array of courses, dance, yoga, zumba, pilates, etc. Pilates and Yoga is included with the booking so I am trying my hand with that and I think my body is a little angry at me. I've never taken classes for either before and it's proven to be very challenging it's "Fit Yoga" - Balazs's own creation - not just regular Yoga (that'd be too easy). Balazs was the National Gymnastic Champion of Hungary for many years and European Yoga Champion in 2009. So, that's Challenging with a capital 'C' - but I'm determined to rid myself of this fabulous muffin top that enjoys my waistline.





