Malta: Part One

After an early morning flight from Stansted, my sister, mother and I arrived in Malta last Sunday to an onslaught of sunshine. After the early summer sun of England, those shining rays felt glorious and so we eagerly hopped in a taxi to find our hotel.

Before long we were there and starting to settle in. We were staying at the The George Urban Boutique Hotel, which was fairly centrally located in St Julian's and so provided us with a good base from which to explore. Despite being in a built up area, it had a rooftop pool (and a basement spa pool) and so we headed up to catch the last rays of the sunshine before getting ready for dinner.

After we'd spruced up, we wandered towards the harbour in search of food. We eventually settled on a pretty restaurant on the water front, with a rather extensive menu offering Italian and Maltese dishes. Of course, we quickly dug in! My favourite dish had to be a simple but gooey camembert, sesame seed and pear salad, which was perfect after the heat of the day.

When we'd finished eating, Mum and I went for a walk around the harbour in search of ice-cream. The sea front was buzzing with people, especially crowds of excitable Frenchies who were all watching their football team play in the World Cup on a large screen set up by the water. Their cheers of happiness and sighs of disappointment could be heard all around the harbour, adding to the lively atmosphere. I could tell this was going to be a fun holiday!