So I set out with my Português pal Marta early last Thursday morning to take a 3 hour train ride to Pisa (i got really cheap airfare from there).
Here is Marta in a train in a tunnel:Here is Marta in a train outside a tunnel:
Here is James waiting for a connecting train, recently attacked by one of those fighting italian rose bushes, they are fierce:
Once we arrived in Malta, we got our rental car, a beautiful PICANTO and discovered that the Maltese drive on the wrong side of the road, and all the cars are manual. It was quite fun for the first few days stalling in front of cars and on hills, but by the end I was a studly master at it...here I am pimped out
So there are 3 Islands in Malta: the main one, Gozo, and Comino. The main was over turistified, and had few beaches. Here is a look at some of the things we saw on the main one:
After I had a very nice icecream, the likes of which I can never remember being allowed to enjoy as a small youth...and then here is a picture of the awesome buses that we didnt have to ride due to our PICANTO!
And here is a look at the Maltese language, which is 50% arabic, mixed with all of the 7000 years of influence: french italian english...
Gozo was much more our taste: less tourists, more nature, more beaches, and it reminded me of Final Fantasy IX and Lord of the Rings because of the situations of all the little villages on the island communicate with towers and it had a very magical feel to it...there was a capital fortress called Victoria from which you could see all of the island, and we read in the guide book that in medieval times everyone was forced to sleep inside the walls of this town to be protected from pirates...yay pirates!
And for the next few days we beach bummed it up and sought out cool reefs and found salt mines and drank, check out the bottle of wine we set in the water to cool, check out the water, check me diggin in the sand, check out Valletta (capital of Malta, to which we took the ferry back just to visit), check out flowers, check out empty beaches...there are so many good ones of clear beaches, dancing dorks, and flowers, but heres a taste:
For three of the seven nights that we were there, I was able to obtain an amazing appartment only for ten euros per night! 2 bed 2 bath, completely stocked kitchen, 2 balconys overlooking the sea...It was truely epic, check it:
Then for a day we went to the third island in Malta, called Comino, which only has one hotel, and one pig farm...the beaches were outstanding though:
Then I did the unthinkable, I entered the social-cyber realm! Not as extreme as facebook or myspace, but couchsurfing! With couchsurfing you create an account with pictures and info and then you host people at your house or you are hosted at others houses for free! So we found a 40 year old guy named Mario who was the most generous individual i have ever met. He has been hosting travelers since 1982 (at least thats when he started to keep a guest book), and has had a total of 22 people stay at his house in one night. When we were there there was also a Polish couchsurfer guy named Martin, who prepared us a traditional polish meal with potatoes, oil, and meat...good good.