We've been in Malta? Shall we go?
So began the idea for this short break ... .. before the real start of summer, when the holidays still seem very far, just the perfect time to enjoy the rest, peace and tranquility of the sea.
quest'isolotto What makes the center of the Mediterranean, a few hours from Italy, a beautiful and magical place?
I think it's absolutely the air you breathe in this period when the tourists have not arrived yet ... decadent air mass, melancholy, romantic .... Absolutely romantic!
Valletta is a collection of narrow streets that go up and down, connecting squares, stairs and ramparts.
stroll down the walls you can enjoy the magnificent view of the open sea, the beach, the buildings in the distance and the old port.
The benches on the promenade between upper and lower Barrakka Garden, masterfully directed at sunset, a perfect setting to sit back, put his face to the sun and stopping to enjoy the last warmth of the day, observe the movements of ships in port, the final preparations fishermen before leaving for the night bar, being enveloped the scent of jasmine and pittosporum.
Behind the buildings built of tufa set fire to all shades of yellow and contrasts spectacularly with the blue sky, calm and clear.
are numerous views totally smitten by this romance ....
The port, gardens, alleys, all bow-windows to the outside of buildings ... nothing is free of magic!
When night falls, then, no longer circulates in the streets, only the lights of the street lamps give the impression of an inhabited place and .... The port
lives, vessels departing for the open sea, fall evening trips from the boats in the bay and the fish jump and leap between a wave and ripple
All is enveloped by the silence of darkness, all is still ... until a week around the Triton Fountain at City Gate and the old Bedford Leyland bus yellow and orange, with fanciful names and decorations on the edge of kitsch, they begin to leave the bus stops numbered, uploading a few tourists and many locals to move to every corner of the country
And so the small capital back to life, the rattle is observed from the terrace at the top of the Hotel Castille, at breakfast, warmed by the sun May
with a bus if you drive down the island to Circhewwa, in the far north, passing through many villages that bring back 20 ... and as for ubiquitous magic becomes possible, as well as teleportation and ... .. you could be in Greece, Sicily, Lampedusa everything at once!
Nothing big stores, no supermarkets, small shops just as it once was .... Those who sell bread, fruit, vegetables, all food, even meat and fish ... all in 30 square meters.
The bus then stops at the port, at the terminus. An "office" Ticket, a queue of vehicles and a group of foot passengers. ... All of the starting blocks waiting to board the ferry and landed in Gozo.
It 'fun to see who is in line and wait for your luggage and even considering that we understand ... ... there are those who arrive from the airport with luggage check-in and tag still attached, there are those who move with the pack, not as clean and therefore already on vacation for a while ', there are those who only beach bag and a newspaper under his arm, a daily flight, and who is standing beside the bike and decided to make a holiday of movement and health.
The crossing is short, a few minutes. Already from the bridge, watching the blue sea, the absence of boats in raid, the quiet coves, we understand that it is clear that we are not in Sardinia and Comino
It can be seen along the famous Blue Lagoon ... how to do now not impose itself to come just for one day? The
pass on your right as you approach the coast of Gozo, then the shoulders, while opposite the port of Mgarr welcomes peaceful and sleepy
Dot, with two hotels at the top of the rock overlooking the marina and the sea
The marina is full of boats, fishing and private fishing boats ... the first colored
No need to arrange accommodation, travel ... no, here in Gozo can be left running and then ... Improvisation. the system works well to ask the taxi driver at the port ... and you are within ten minutes in an apartment of Masalforn, just opposite the sea, at the end of the bay, with a lounge and terrace on the cliff ...
Thinking of staying a few nights and then spend only 5 ...
What is sunny or partly cloudy sky does not really matter enough to have a scooter and the island no longer has secrets
The path along the cliff to the west of the "village bakers door-to-rock gold, polished by wind and sun, rocks that look like petrified waves, sand dunes, desert mountains!
The salt in the sea, still in use, give the first sign that this coast is alive, inhabited by sailors who are still fishing, salt and sun
You see beyond the Xwejni Bay, where the path scattered among the bushes on fire and taunt each other, where you can project from the precipice and looking under the peaks can be seen holding the pot and bring the fruit of the peach. They pass on scooters before the war, they approach the edge of the rocks, collect the product of the trap and get upset if you try to photograph them ... I do not think they fear that the target can steal the soul, rather than appear illegal, highly illegal!
the center of the island, between Zebbug, San Lawrenz and Gharb, these rural villages, typically Gozitan, houses tuff globigerina or white, and the many impressive churches, there is lost of fields planted with carnations or purple flowers used for the compositions of dried flowers.
tissues are colored green, little, and ocher, white and yellow, a lot, ... ocher cut hay field and already gathered, white and yellow where there are many small quarries globigerina. All
contrasts with the clear sky and the intense blue sea, the colors clash and it is not clear who wins.
visit the Azure Window and Fungus Rock is a must. Only at the end of the road flanked by stone parapet just as in Sardinia when I was a child, there is the majesty of the arch and the spectacle of color and transparency of the sea.
Too many divers who arrive, the groups that prepare the dressing, the briefing and then in water ... all on each other, to disturb fish and anemones.
It 's really a shame to be unable to withstand the sea in these beautiful waters as cold as transparent bed rich in life and out of caves and wrecks to explore. The
degrees at the surface are far too few, only soaking the legs to the knee, until you hear the most part of the body, you get used to the idea ... but when the cold touches his stomach and your head, you feel almost suffocated. Just a little bit of swimming can withstand a few minutes, but not as much as you would on the beauty of the water.
's so often folds to the small beach of pebbles Masalforn, the one closer to home, where you can admire the sun look down, do the sunset and enjoy the tranquility of the evening arrival
On the boardwalk, with the lighting of the lamps , the restaurants are full of fresh fish.
Only one, however, has isolated a table in the corner, right in the middle of the sea dark and mysterious ... and that table is always booked every night.
If the beach is for the early morning or late afternoon, downtown Victoria and the fortified citadel, welcome even during the hottest hours, those during which there is absolutely nobody on the street, in the squares or on the walls.
It 'just the walls that you can leave room for the view from either side to reach the blue sea .. through clearly laid out and cultivated land, in this fascinating puzzle of colors and shapes.
In narrow and silent for a moment you feel a souk in Arabic, the only difference is the density of churches and basilicas that are discovered around every corner, every building, the incredible abundance of the saints and icnografie the Virgin Mary.
It 'just walking aimlessly that you discover the best sights, taking pictures more interesting and you know Rikardu and products of his shop, wine bar, tasting.
homemade wine to accompany fresh bread, tomato field, olives and capers and goat cheese island typically Gozitan, that's how it should be just a snack soon became a sumptuous dinner.
But this is Gozo, the island of Calypso, where he still is the cave where legend has it that the nymph held Odysseus prisoner for 7 years. It seems that this site has been identified just before the beach of Ramla Bay, but I sincerely believe that the little house among the rocks, with the pergola and the window alone on the cliff at the edge of the sandbar ocher house is definitely much more Calipso any tourist cave.
For one night in that house, the stars from that balcony and the sunrise from the rocks nearby, Mango sing "I would pay to have you, a million more, the last Marlboro give ..." but if you quit smoking 3 weeks do not have the bargaining chip and ... ... you have to "accept" the terrace overlooking the Gulf of Masalforn.
E 'from the beach of Ramla Bay and Masalforn the evening you can enjoy the romantic view of the sunset ... the sun bends down to hug the sea, and only when it is near the surface of the water stretches in an endless kiss that drags even into the deep, deep in the sky leaving the blush of shame
The hours, days, mornings and evenings one another so incredibly fast in Gozo and Comino at the same time can not resist the attack of sight and the lens ...
There is no need for a ferry to reach the official Comino sweet, just a fisherman's boat and .... when you get into the lagoon from one transparent ... the pumpkin carriage, and becomes the crop becomes sailboat!
The vegetation has not come up this big rock, only a few seeds of oleander was carried by the wind in the company of a handful of pittosporum ... and that is how the rock barren and dusty paths are transformed into splashes of color and clouds In addition to the perfume
bastion from which overlooks the sea, the cliffs overlooking the sea, the Blue Lagoon where you can feel just like the Caribbean, a few abandoned house .... There is only so much peace and the hotel cumin
Always at sunset, when the quieter, tranquil and placid of the day, the spirit relaxing holiday typically do not show up on the desire for a race to the infinite wonder of this and. .. in a moment you find yourself running on these rough and dusty paths, including climbs and descents, white earth, brown bushes on fire, blue and purple thistles, infinitely blue, incredibly blue sea that wraps around it on ....
not the heat that can slow down, not the glare of the sun, not the breath or choking on the way up the steps of the bastion that tired legs ... no, none of this disturbs the magic of these feelings will
the desire for a second run at sunset, the pleasure of a bath of stars and moon on a path very dark and confusing, the swing leg suspended between water and rocks at sunset or the talk as he had become an unmissable appointment? What makes this time even staying more nights than expected?
Perhaps the influence of Calypso. ... Not just for Odysseus, not just for men!
But the timing seems immune to the fatal charms of the nymph and .... Quickly Mdina is granting for the last night in the archipelago.
Once again trampled the ground after their stay Gozitan Maltese, with the support of two local bus Bedford, it is easy to move around the island until you reach the door of the old capital .. might be a coincidence or is the thread conductor of this stay, but again are the sunset and the stones of the walls, towers, churches and all the buildings to catch fire at sunset ... Enter on tiptoe through this majestic arch is a must ...
There are machines that disturb the silence, no people, no children ... no entries. Only the dust present the new floor ... .. But the air
surreal and mysterious in those days there where no storm the streets of the historic old town, the flavor of mystery and poetry, everything is strong enough to remove the desire to talk, to wonder high voice
E 'calming penetrate the narrow streets of the citadel, leaning over the parapet and dominate the cultivated land, feeling for a moment again in Gozo, as if the tape riavvolgesse and the holiday to start again ...
completely beguiled by a wall covered with bougainvillea or enjoy a glass of wine from a terrace on the walls seems to be a moment at which you can not escape ... especially since you can not hide too long to mind that the return is coming
The last moments are always the most intense in any journey .... But when the journey turns out to be the fulfillment of a dream, it's violent awakening and awareness of reality
The sea is far away, the table also always booked, but even here you can restore the balance and situations ....
A special restaurant, a small table in a corner, a waiter kind and polite, a good bottle of wine and fresh fish .... And here again the voice that echoes in the ears of the sea and the calm of the dark night
It always leaves something of our places and people we love ...
who knows how long I left Malta, the place and wanted to live with the person ...
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