My daughter lived in Sliema which in many ways was not much different from Valletta. I wandered streets and along the waterfront, around to St Julian’s and Spinola Bay with two poodles on hand. It wasn’t an ideal walk with the constant flow of cars and narrow footpaths but at least the sea was visible and there were Continue reading Sliema
I visited Malta three times, but don’t let that fool you into believing it was worth three visits. For me, it was because my daughter and her husband lived there for five years.
The islands of Malta seemed practically treeless Continue reading The Mediterranean Sea’s Malta