Touchdown in Malta at 11:38 p.m. on Thursday night. We felt like celebrities as we de-boarded the plane onto the runway. From there we took a cab to our hostel. Cab drivers and bus drivers are younger people like us. You can count on them blasting techno house/american music. Our mini bus driver that we took everywhere resembled Mike, or "the Situation", from the Jersey Shore. We got to our hostel and they had messed up our reservation. Turns out they were overbooked even though it didn't say so online. So they put us up in a nice hostel across the street. We passed out almost immediately. On Friday we got up early to get to our other hostel and on our way passed the "Black and Gold Lounge". Even more ironic was that the song "Black and Yellow" was playing when we arrived at our first hostel. Anyway, after checking into our second hostel where we would stay for the next two nights, we walked outside to find crystal clear blue waters and natural/man-made pools from the rock. From there we took the bus to Valetta, the capital city, where we caught another bus to the famous Blue Grotto. We ended up taking the wrong bus but it turned out more fun anyway because we befriended a local Maltese woman who showed us our house and showed us the way to Blue Grotto. It was about a 20 minute walk through beautiful countryside. When we got there we ate lunch on a rooftop terrace overlooking the water. After lunch we each paid for a boat tour of the caves and the Blue Grotto. We were able to get out and swim in one of the caves - it was amazing. I think everyone would agree that it was one of their favorite parts of the trip. The water was crystal clear and we could see purple and orange coral everywhere.
After the grotto we laid out and climbed on the rocks for a little. From there we went back to the hostel to shower and get ready for dinner. Around sunset we headed down the Promenade towards St. Julians, a popular tourist area with a lot of neat restaurants, bars, and clubs. We ate at an italian place called Paparazzi. The food had mixed reviews from the group, but the atmosphere was perfect. Next, we walked up the street towards the bars. We went to an Irish pub - Cork pub? - where we had a drink and watched old people sing "Party Rock Anthem" by LFMAO. Paige got up and sang I feel like a woman to break the ice before we left and walked up the street. We discovered that the next area we went to was a teenybopper area - the girl in front of us was carded because she looked 11. It was quite the scene. After about an hour of people watching we left to go home.
Saturday we woke up early to get a ride from Kevin to the Gozo ferry. Gozo is an island north of Malta. When we got there we each paid 12 euro to cram into a mercedes taxi. Our driver, Jerry, was the man. He told us all this interesting stuff about Gozo and Malta in addition to taking us all over the island to the capital city, The Blue Window (our favorite), Fungus rock, and Rabla beach (a beach with red sand). Which we stole a bottle of sand and got it confiscated at the airport. At the capital we saw an old prison and some churches. On our drive we saw amazing villages and saw their decorations for their feasts. Every sunday a different village decorates and has a feast that celebrates their churches' saint. After all of this he took us back to the ferry. From the ferry we took two buses to get to Golden Bay, a famous sandy beach there. Most of the beaches are rock in Malta. There we rode horses at sunset through the countryside and saw popeye's village which we learned costed 22 million dollars to build. The village was built just for the movie and now serves as a tourist attraction. The reason it costed this much was because they imported a certain kind of wood to make the houses. When we were there, people were setting up lights and stuff because they were hosting a beach club disco party there. The horseback ride was amazing as the rest of the seis amigas would agree. As for me, I didn't have the best experience because my horse and placement for the entire ride was not desirable. Once my back and butt heal I'm sure I'll be more appreciative that we took the journey. After the ride we ate at Golden Bay and called Kevin to drive us home. Chels, Paige, and I stayed in that night and Kel, Liv, and Gaby went out to a club that was supposedly where Brad Pitt has been recently. It was confirmed that he is filming a movie in Malta. They didn't see him.
One of the other amigas will talk about Sunday. Estoy muy cansada.
Adios.
Kacie
No comments:
Post a Comment