A few generalizations about Malta. Do not be insulted Jenny. Everywhere there are small roads barely big enough for a car to drive down, the buildings are tan and made of stone except where it was bombed and replaced with white. The bus system is third world, the bus stops just say BUS STOP and not what buses stop there or when. The buildings, to the average American, need a little cleaning and new Coke signs if sponspored by the company. But I loved it. It was very Meditterean and different from what I'm used to. Like England, it's full of roundabouts, but unlike England has arches in the middle of the road that cars can drive through. When we were on the bus, it went around the arch. Most of the roads are okay though the car did hate us when we were going to the Limestone Place and the road was well worse than the roads leading to the cottage, just not sand.
The Limestone buildings were cool, and said to be older than Stonehedge. They put big dome tents over them and unlike Stonehedge you can get really close to them. They are roped off too, but have walkways built so you can go through them. Jenny said you used to be able to touch them, but no longer. I saw an island/rock off the coast, it reminded me of the island/Azkaban fort thing in Casco Bay. We had lunch in a very pretty town in Malta, but it was soooo windy that I was actually cold.
(Picture of the stones)
(Second building right by the water)
Friday was also the geekiest day I've had in awhile. Max said something, Jenny had a nice retort but was a little crude, so Max replied, "Oh Potter you rotter." But stopped, so in the back, I continued, "Oh what have you done? You're killing off students, you think it's great fun." Heheh. And then later, Max started singing the Hobbit drinking song from Fellowship of the Ring and Jenny and I started singing with her. Yep, three geeks together is a dangerous thing.
That night, we went to a house party. It was a low keyed event, but it was so much fun. I met a kid who was born in Malta, but lived in St. Louis for 10-15 years. We heard some great 80's music, they had VH1 on so good music and weird videos. One of her friends makes jewerely so I ended up buying a pair of earrings that I thought were cute.
After spending an hour or two by the pool on Saturday morning, I went to the airport. Jenny's mom drove me. We had a nice lunch at the airport pub and then went upstairs. Now I'm always worried about getting places on time, but because it was Malta and Jenny flies back to London all the time, I believed them when they said it would take 5 minutes to get to my gate. We get upstairs... wow, it looked more like Heathrow or Boston than Malta. I'm still not sure why. I did online check-in, so all I had to do was give them my bag, but that took 40 minutes and I ended up getting on the plane like 10 minutes before we took off. So when my bag wasn't in London, I can't say I was shocked. But I didn't expect it to take two days to get to me. Poor bag. I also got detained at Heathrow...again. The guy I talked to said he was going to try and have my visa problems removed from my record or I will get stopped every time I fly. YEAH! Doesn't that sound like fun.
So that was Malta. Good times. I'm so glad I went.
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