We took a trip into the nation’s capital, and after searching for parking for about 90 minutes, we almost called it quits! But we persevered and enjoyed the day!
I’m not going to lie. I really dropped the ball on researching for this trip. Between three kids, a full-time job, and a jam-packed October, there were some minutia that I just didn’t get around to figuring out. I knew Malta exchanged in the Euro. I was correct in that. I then assumed they used Euro plugs. Wrong. Arrived to find UK plugs, which I did not bring. This was a working vacation for me, so I was plenty worried about how to charge my American work computer. (Joe concocted an extremely unsafe daisy chain, don’t you worry.) I also assumed we would be driving on the right-hand side of the road. Nope. UK-style driving. And then, Valletta was dotted with these:
Todo, I had a feeling we left the UK. In the words of a local, “Despite our independence, we still do everything like Britian…just ten years behind.” Well, there you have it. A lot of lessons to be learned here for me: like do your research, girlie.
The most interesting part of our day in Valletta was hiking around the walls of Fort St. Elmo, which was something we kind of fumbled upon. (See! Not everything wonderful comes from an over-researched itinerary!)
It was kind of a crazy obstacle course for the kids: lots of bridges, narrow paths, steps, and rock climbing! They did awesome!
What I found really interesting was the tiny village perched between the fort walls and the sea. People will do anything they can, just to get away from it all! T2 and I did some good exploring, and even found a few locals enjoying their day “at the sea”!
And to close this post with a very frequently asked question: no, we did not visit Hal Saflieni Hypogeum. Two of our kids are below the minimum age requirement.
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