I’ve lost track of how many times I’ve been in Malta. Honestly at first, I didn’t had that much of interest visiting it. Ignorance is so bold, I know. My mom was so thrilled when she saw my roster by then -“Malta is delightful! You are going to love it!”-She was so convinced that I was going to change my mind once I land at Malta. This was some 2 roster behind though, I had it twice and then…I remember I had some other layovers which I didn’t like, and I managed to swap it for Malta instead. Next thing I knew, I was hooked with this Island! I was waiting for some time to gather all the things and photos, and write it all in one post. The island is very small, I find it so relaxing! Although Maltese’s like to hang out a lot, they’re very happy people, the city is always shinning of bright lights, restaurants full of people, the streets are always crowded in a way that you won’t feel insecure of wandering around solo. In addition, wherever you go, the Islands’ scenery and architecture provide a spectacular backdrop. A very friend of my dearest boyfriend send me an inbox with pictures of an article from National Geographic Traveler. It stated how amazing can be visiting the island and it also mentioned the top places to visit along with the top nice restaurants and hotels. So, even that I had this layover several times on my rosters, I was looking forward to do something different on each layover, or at least enjoy a different restaurant.
My first time visiting Malta I went with a nice Italian girl to Valletta. I always arrived with my eyes at the back of my head and almost crawling… But once I glimpse the beautiful blue Mediterranean beaches, the weather, the honey-coloured stones and its fascinating architecture that brings history back to life, yes. I’m all awake again. Valletta is like half an hour or a litle bit ore from where I was staying, which was at St.Julians. It is abundantly rich in sites to see and explore, intriguing historical buildings around every corner: votive statues, niches, fountains and narrow side streets are full of tiny quaint shops and cafés. Here is some lost shots of Valletta “A city built by gentlemen for gentlemen“: Continue reading “Malta Island”