Malta with plenty of buses
Day 1 - Flying…. I don’t love flying, it’s such a faff and always a bit stressful, having to have the right bits of paper and bags in the right place at the right time. But, apart from being an hour late, this was ok, with a happy baby playing peep-bo most of the way. We flew across Gozo on the way in and my first impression was Arabic rather than European… possibly because everything is so dry. Lots of a beautiful coloured rock and stone but very few trees. And not much green already (it’s only May..). We stayed in Sliema which has an 80’s seaside town vibe, and none the worse for that. Lots of noisy bars and incongruous sightings of M&S and Mothercare. Not sure if I was on the Isle of Wight at times. But the people we met were friendly and the first impression was of cheap and frequent public transport so we knew we definitely weren’t in the UK anymore. Day 2 Valletta and TarxienTemples Our first hiccup was that the wea...