VACATION IN STYLE "MALTA" (the ending part 3) I was waiting for shuttle bus to return to Valletta, and then drove a two-storey "privately owned" open platforms. The driver offered me and Martin, of tourist from Germany, with whom I met while walking in the temples, we ride to the city, and cheaper than the cost of a trip transport. We both went to the second floor, but the bus was obviously a problem with the suspension, so that our trip was more like a roller coaster. The case went to the evening, and I decided to go to the upper gardens Barakka who are on one of the highest hills in Valletta. The gardens were very quiet and offer a wonderful view. From there you can see all the main bay, and numerous islands, inlets, forts, which, like freckles in young, densely covered the shore of the bay. Remarkably, I went there at night, because the colors in this time of the day was simply amazing. I took a few pictures and went to the Lower Gardens Barakka, which is restored Roman temple. From this we can clearly see the Siege Bell, which was erected in memory of those who gave their lives for freedom's future. In Malta, a strategically important position in the heart of the Mediterranean Sea, and here during the Second World heavy fighting. The memorial was simple and at the same time impressive. I walked along the wall to the gate of the Victoria and Fort St. Elmo (which is obviously not named in honor of the dolls from the television show "Sesame Street"), then sat on the ferry and went back to Sliema. Lower Gardens Barakka I went back to the hotel and met with Aaron, his Australian mate number. He is a consultant in electrical engineering and worked in Libya. Together we had a bite in the restaurant "St. Julian", and then went to the quarter Peysvil. I was not quite ready for a hike in Peysvil and was amazed by what I saw when we got there. Within a radius of 3 quarters there are just bars and clubs. Beer is quite cheap (2 euro), and hide the bottle in the package is not necessary. In general, the best - is to take a beer and stare at the people sitting in one of the billion of local bars. Women on the island is very beautiful, so you can just sit back and enjoy the view. We went into a couple of bars, but since we were both too tired (Aaron was up at 5:30 am yesterday), we drank beer and strolled along the beach to the hotel. The next morning we woke up and went to the beach for a swim. Beaches in Malta are very similar to Croatian beaches. They too are mostly rocky. This creates some inconvenience when you want to enter the water. In the end, we found a staircase that led into the water and climbed up on it in the Mediterranean Sea. I had seen the Mediterranean Sea, but it was the first time I was able to plunge into it. The water was excellent, but it was the wind and sea were pretty big waves. Even in that place was the undercurrent, and I had to make efforts to stay on one place. In general, we sat on the stairs that led into the water and clung to it because the waves trying to drag us into the sea. To 8:30 am it was a good charger! One of the many ancient fortifications I wanted to go either in the old capital of Mdina, or in the fishing village of Marsaksolokk. The problem was that in order to reach any of these places on the Maltese roads would have to spend at least an hour, which meant that I had almost no time left to the aircraft. So, I did not go into any of these towns. Instead, we walked through the streets of Aaron, La Valletta, and then had lunch in the park next to the cathedral. There is a tree in the crown of which, I swear, you can see the outlines of a woman. Aaron thought that I started, but I still can not see the outline when looking at the picture of that tree. Ancient temple we said goodbye to Aaron and I sat on the bus to the airport. It so happened that in the same bus was my old friend Martin. Her flight was shortly before mine, and we talked a little more at the airport. Before I boarded the plane, we have replaced the item at the gate, because somewhere in the closure happened. The smell was terrible, but everything was under control, except for some military and firefighters who were running hither and thither. During the flight back home left me luck - I got a place at the emergency exit, so that on the way back again I had nowhere to put their feet. In my assets should include the fact that I managed to get a tan during their stay in Malta. I thought so exactly to the moment with me is not the village a couple from Holland, who had been on the island for two weeks. Shade of their skin reminded me of smoked ham! The flight to Brussels was quite normal and I get from the airport to the house less than an hour. My trip to Malta was simply stunning! I'm glad I was able to fly there. These islands - the perfect combination of history, culture and women's beauty! Start material: See also: Cuba, Malta, the Maldives Islands with a millennial history and unique nature
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