Malta days 1 & 2

I write this lying in bed after a pretty long last 48 hours, but actually one that’s been really good.

Traveling here to Malta was as good as BA business class usually is, although for one of our flights the oven wasn’t working so we couldn’t have hot food. But since both our flights yesterday were serving breakfast we certainly didn’t miss out.

Driving here wasn’t as bad as we feared but there were a few too many roundabouts with confusing looking duel-carriageways leading up to them but generally it’s been fine.

The fun began in the hotel, and really we had too many problems to list here in full, but amongst our joys were squeaky noisy air conditioning, a bed that broke when sitting on it then was fixed then broke again immediately, a toaster that glowed with a lovely white bright spark before breaking, an electrical fuse box covered by a sheet of A4 and absolutely no hot water. We asked if we should change room after being told the air-con would take a couple of hours to fix but it wasn’t till the hot water failure was discovered that the hotel agreed we should change.

Now we have an excellent room and working air-con and hot water too which is all very lovely. The room overlooks one of the pools too which is pretty handy. Overlooks as in our kids can claim over our balcony railings and step down to the pool.

So leaving all the bad things to one side. We’ve had a great couple of days. Particularly today, this morning/afternoon we went to Popeye Village (or Poh-pee Village as our satnav called it).  We were really surprised at how much stuff was there. Especially how cheap the food and drink was. We’re well used to being ripped off on that sort of thing when you are at a complex of some kind but no, they were more than fair.

Tonight, we wandered up the hill opposite our hotel and just picked somewhere along the way to eat at. We ended up at a place (I have now found out is) called L’Amigo. Lovely food well placed, and enormous amounts of it. What’s not to like.

After another walk back down the hill past the colourful fountains, we found somewhere for a drink. We quickly settled on a place fairly near our hotel, the 120 Bar, which was a little bit slow but again fantastic value. Any time you can buy a pint of lager for less than 3 Euros can’t be bad.

And that’s about it. Just relaxing now watching the ubiquitous Sky News which writing this.

Update: not long after writing this I was reminded we all got stuck in one of the hotels rickety lifts. As if we needed more stuff to complain about

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