Entries about ferry crossing

Unfortunately it was our last full day here on the island and since we didn’t immediately knew where to go to, my mum offered to go back to Valetta again.

Instead of going by ferry, this time around we took the local bus and once it arrived, we were surprised to hear that we didn't need to pay. What the heck???

Seconds later we found out why the ride was free.

It turned out that the driver only recently had his driver’s license and since he was new, he had to learn how to drive with the bus and learn his route at the same time. How cool is that, I don’t think they would do something like that in Belgium, money is money, but obviously not in Malta.
Half an hour later the “rookie” dropped us of at the bus station of Valetta and the three of us congratulated him with his safe driving. I have never seen a person smile so much, I guess it was his first compliment of the day.

Since the last time we were here, we didn’t actually visited the different bastions of this fortified city, so this was something interesting as well.

First runner up was St. John bastion and while we were walking through the little garden of Hastings garden we ended up at St. Michael bastion, where you had a nice view on the surroundings of the city.

After walking for a while we ended up at the Republic street again and of course we couldn’t resist the many ice cream vendors. We just had to try it and like all the ice cream stands here on the island, this one was nice as well, but the best we had eaten all week long was at a small stall at Exciles Bay, boy that is what I call ice cream!

Walking down the hill we arrived back at Fort Saint Elmo, hoping it was open already but nope, it was still closed, so we slowly walked up again passing Mercant street with its markets and from there we decided it was time to go and find a nice enough place for a bite to eat.
Not that this is a big problem in this city, the huge problem is choosing which eatery. There are just so many, but after going through some menus, we finally found one to our liking and it was delicious so what more do we need.

With our tummies filled we walked in a slow pace towards the Upper Barakka Gardens and if I have to be honest, we really saved the best for last coz this is truly my favourite “hang-out” place. The views are incredible and the garden is so nice and there is even a stand where you can buy a few drinks, the ultimate place!

It was still early in the afternoon when we arrived back in Sliema and since we were still on time to catch the last cruise boat, we have let ourselves be persuaded to sail with Captain Morgan Cruises for the Grand Harbour cruise.

Since we arrived at the nick of time we got a discount and were still able to sit on the upper deck, sublime and the best thing about arriving late, you don’t have to wait all that long, only 5 minutes to be more precise.

From the water you have a nice view on the capital city as well as the Three Cities and I was even amazed to see that there was also an industrial area where they make amonst many things also drilling rigs. Never knew that at all. Interesting indeed, as well as the loads of information you get from the crew. Thumbs up!

Once back at the harbour of Sliema, we did just the same thing as when we arrived on the first day, we simply walked the boulevard till we were tired of watching at the rocky coastline and the thousands of waves, and than sadly enough, it was time to pack and prepare ourselves for our trip back home, but not before we enjoyed our last evening as well!

One of the perks of getting out of bed early is the chance of seeing a really beautiful sunrise. I think it is just so sad that it is over so quickly, maybe that is why everyone enjoys that moment so much. I certainly do.

Since we had an early pick up today, we made sure we had something in our stomachs before our trip to the island of Gozo and I must say, we made it to the meet-up point in the nick of time. Are we good or are we good!

We booked this trip through our travel agency and I was curious if we were going to get the Dutch speaking guide we asked for coz my parents don’t speak any other language than Dutch and sign language for dummies.

Upon our arrival our guide greeted us in English so I was a bit worried, but he soon made everyone feel at ease and told us the Dutch speaking guide was going to meet us at the ferry terminal.

I heard relieve sighs while I was translating the bit coz it turned out not only my parents didn’t speak English, we also had 3 older couples from the Netherlands who didn’t speak anything else but their native language.

As soon as we arrived at the last pick up point, I or should I say, we found out why we had an English speaking guide on board. A group of 10 British people were going to join us as well and as soon as we all got introduced to each other, the long trip of a few hours towards the ferry terminal in Cirkewwa could finally begin.

“Shaken not stirred” is the sentence I thought of more than once as we were driving along the coastline.

20 people in a small minivan with a big guide and an even bigger driver, this is nothing but adventure in one way, but on the other hand, my stomach wasn’t always that happy and I was more than happy to see the ferry terminal so that I could get out of that sardine tin they call tourist bus and be able to breath in some fresh air again.

Once inside the terminal it seemed like to whole island had come to one place and one place only, Cirkewwa!

I have never seen so much people together in one place since I visited China a few years back and it was a difficult task finding our Dutch guide between hundreds maybe not thousands of people, but we managed to find her! Talking about a needle in a haystack!

Serves me right of course for chosing this day coz just like Belgium, Malta has a public holiday on the 1st of May and it seemed that not only tourists, but also the Maltese people wanted to have a break away from work or took the chance to visit some relatives or simply went back home.

Upon our arrival we couldn’t get on the first one, so we had to wait for the other one to arrive and as it did, we were amongst the first ones to get on, perfect for choosing a nice spot.

As soon as the limit was reached, we could leave as well and cross over. Half an hour goes by so very fast and before we even realised it, we are at the port of Mgarr.

It only took us mere minutes to get of the ferry and once outside again we met up with our guides again and said hi to our driver as well, who by the way, organised a very big coach for us. Now this is traveling in style!

First up on the agenda as soon as we left the port, were the temples of Ggantija. This megalithic temple is said to be the earliest one ever to be found of the neolithic age. I don’t know if this is true, but we first visited a small museum where a few artefacts were on display and than it was onwards towards the temple itself.

I was really surprised to see how much was left. It wasn’t just a bunch of stones scattered around a hill. You could really see the temple and thanks to our guide who could talk very passionate about that period of time in history, we got more of an inside on how those days must have been as well.

From here it was on the bus again towards the capital city of Victoria or Rabat for the locals, but not before we had one last look at the more than beautiful surroundings. These neolitic people sure knew how to pick there spot.

Victoria doesn’t look all that big to me, the centre of it anyway, but it makes all up for it by its beauty.

Our guides first let us watch a movie so that we had a better view on the city as well as its past and after a quick lunch we had some time to visit the citadel. Basically this is also some kind of fortified castle and guess what … they were renovating the place! Just our luck!

We weren’t able to see the lot, but could walk a few metres on the city walls as well as have a quick peek at the impressive interior of the Cathedral of Assumption.

After getting a few minutes of free time, our group walked all the way back towards the coach parking and from here we left for that other highlight of the day, the Azure window.

Booking a trip through a travel agency also means you get those compulsory stops at locals to sell all kinds of stuff and this wouldn’t be a “good” tour if it didn’t do that as well … so halfway up to the Azure window we had a quick stop at a local shop who sold all kinds of typical things from Gozo. It goes without saying, almost nobody bought something simply because everything was way overprized … there goes our guides commision!

A good thing however was that half an hour later we arrived at Dwerja Bay and once passing the many food and souvenir stalls, we could walk up to the cliffs, but not before first going on a small boat from where you have an excellent view on this wonder of nature.
If you value your life, don’t take such a boat! No, I am just kidding!

The sea was kind of rough and once again the term milkshake came up and not only by me, but it was well worth it all.

We got a good half hour of free time before we needed to be back at the bus because otherwise we were going to miss our ferry and looking at the expression of our guide, this ment a serious NO – NO, so we all made sure we were there at the appointed hour and just for that, the 20 of us got a big smile and an applause from our 2 guides and driver … how sweet!

Because we were so good boys and girls we even got a little bonus coz just before we arrived at the port of Mgarr, our driver drove up the hill to the highest point from where we had a more than beautiful view on the blue lagoon. The water was really blue, so nice to see that and also a nice way to end a perfect day on the island of Gozo.

Once back in the ferry terminal, we had the same problem like in the morning, lots and lots of people pushing, shouting, ... trying to get on that ferry back to Malta, what a picture!

We arrived back at our hotel by 8 PM but weren’t exactly in the mood for having dinner at the hotel restaurant, so instead we just went across the street and went for burgers and fries at Fortizza, a local fort which was turned into an eatery … it was yummy and also a perfect ending for a fantastic day. That, and one last night cap on the boulevard of course!

Did I mentioned this was going to be a relaxing holiday!?

After yet again sleeping in and having a more than yummy breakfast, the three of us just lingered around the hotel and surprisingly enough met up with a nice elderly couple from a city near us. They were leaving today, but it was nice to have a chat with them. It turned out that they won this trip through some game on the Belgian television and although the weather wasn’t always at it’s best, they had a fun time here on this island.

They gave us some pointers on what to see and before we even noticed it, it was already 11.30 AM, which meant they had to grab their bus to the airport and we had to go to our meet up with the sales person of the tour operator we booked this trip.

If I have to be honest, this is not my favourite moment of the trip, but we had to go and meet her coz otherwise we didn’t know when we were going to leave and second of all, since I was so lazy and didn’t really prepared anything, it was easier to just book a trip to Gozo through their office.

I know I could easily organize everything myself, but hey, this was my lazy trip and in a way it was nice to meet some other Belgian tourists as well, for my parents that is. This way they could talk to other people besides me. Am I not the perfect daughter!?

Our hostess turned out to be a friendly enough girl and after a complete dialogue on what we were doing here, besides the obvious, she told nearly her life story to us. Sometimes I really do get the feeling that I am a shrink, but not with the same paycheck. Sigh!!

Anyways, it was already way past lunch time when we set foot outside the hotel and walked towards the harbour area to catch our ferry towards the capital city.

Upon our arrival we only had to wait for about 5 minutes, talking about timing!

It seemed we weren’t the only ones travelling to Valetta today, it was quite busy, but we managed to get a fair enough seat and within a few minutes we reached the other side of the waterfront and arrived in Valetta!

At the docking area, we noticed that a lot of people payed a bit of money to be taking up the hill and since my dad wasn’t up for such an adventurous walk, we did the same thing, but I must say, they had better warned us of the adventurous ride as well, sitting on a small stool in the back of the minivan, I felt more like a milkshake than anything else and I was more than glad to reach our destination in mere minutes.

Valetta is truly an amazing city. Seen from afar it has something magical, but when you walk trough the many narrow streets, I got the feeling of being in an Arab city with nice decorated houses. I really liked it.

When we walked all the way towards the end of the city towards the fortified walls, I even thought for a minute I was in Egypt again. Strange thing that is!?

From all those first impressions, we got really hungry and while we searched for a nice enough place for a bite to eat, we found it at St. John’s square.

I am so sorry that I forgot the name of the restaurant, because it is worth to write about, the pasta I had was more than delicious and writing about it now and reliving that moment I get hungry again. It truly was a nice pasta!

Since it wasn’t really the touristic season yet, we noticed that a lot of works were going on on most of the buildings, the scaffolds were sometimes really ruining the picture, but I can understand that they wanted to make sure everything was ready for the big season.
Walking through several streets, we easily found our way down towards the fortress of Saint Elmo, but unfortunately even this was closed due to maintenance works.

There was not much to do for us than wonder through the many streets of Valetta and gaze at the beautiful houses and of course take a break from time to time at one of the many terraces of the city.

On our way down again towards the ferry docking area, we were lucky to catch the last one back towards Sliema and yet again it surprised me that we weren’t the only ones.

The walk back towards the hotel didn’t take us all that long and since we paid for half board at the hotel, we dediced to go and try the hotel restaurant. The food itself wasn’t all that bad, but it was italian night, which meant we had a broad selection of pizza and pasta, I must admit this looked like a major disappointment at first sight, but what the heck, it is not like I couldn’t eat pasta twice a day!

Although it was already quite dark outside, my mum still wanted to go out for a walk and was in the mood for a night cap at one of the local thingies on the boulevard, so out came our jackets and into the dark we went.

It was quite chilly outside, but we soon found a nice enough place and together with a yummy hot drink the cold was soon forgotten.

We arrived back in our room after midnight and after a quick shower, it was time for me to hit the sack coz tomorrow another day of sightseeing awaited us.