First thing in the morning, we set off for the Blue Grotto on the western side of the island. Pretty little skiffs tugged at their moorings as salty Maltese boatmen caught up on last night’s gossip before beginning another day.
By this point it was high time for lunch, and we were starving. Lonely Planet recommended Ghar Lapsi, a nearby town, which consisted almost entirely of three restaurants and a little stretch of rocky beach. Lena got her feet wet for the first time in Malta. She loved it!
Meeting a hermit crab:
At this point, with our departure time approaching, we chose to spend the last few hours in Malta on one of the recommended beaches. Although chilly in April, it was a peaceful way to leave the island. We watched teenagers kicking a soccer ball around and listened to them speak in their strangely clipped English, the language of upperclass Maltese. We finished off the wine from lunch, read a few lines of our books, watched the sun dip into the sea, and kept an eye on our little explorer, Lena.
And then at last to the airport and then home, where we finally slipped little Lena into bed around 11pm. Malta was, like I said, a short and sweet trip for us, but a beautiful one (especially this time of year!) and we’d recommend it to anyone. If you’re coming our way to Sicily, we can suggest an inexpensive flight or ferry ride and you’ll be on your way to Malta for the weekend!