17th-18th of April of 2022

The trip started at 17th of April at 10:50pm, when I left home, bound to my adventure at Malta.

While we waited for the bus to arrive, my parents went for a walk with my dog and I chatted with some of my friends. The excitement made me giddy and tremble with anticipation.

At 11:29 pm, the bus departed, and with it, I did too. Waiving goodbye through a fogged up window, I left a piece of me behind. But that space wasn't left empty for long, for a nervous, but nostalgic feeling crept up in its place.

After almost 4 hours on the bus, trying every possible position to sleep and eating though all my pringles, we arrive at the airport, where we were stranded until 6:24 am of the next day (the 18th) when we finally were aboard the airplane and it was lifting from the ground.

From there on out, things were easier. Slept a bit during the flight and watched an episode of my series (Suits on Netflix), until 9:19 am.

We went directly from the airport to Hagar, Qrendi, Malta; visited some temples; and watched a short 3D movie about it's discovery. The movie showed the differences between how we see it today and how supposedly it used to be, before the weather erased most of it.

Took some photos and ran ahead to try and catch up to my fellow adventurers, for the next stop was the hotel and then, what we had all been waiting for: Valleta!

These are some pictures I took of that beautiful beige city...

Valleta was the place where I ate my first Pastizzi!! AND IT WAS AMAZING

I bought one that was made of ricotta and the second one was made of chicken and mushroom (the later was sooo good!) I'm getting hungry just by thinking of it. The crust looked like a very airy croissant, and the sound reminded me a lot of Pastel. (Just the *crunch crunch* it makes while you bite it. There's just nothing like it, honestly).

We ended the night by going to a burguer place, and I complained A LOT internally because everything we were eating was made of tomatoes, we had no choice of what we were going to eat, and the only burguers we had, were almost to the end, and were the size of my palm. (SO SMALL!)

Thankfully, I didn't leave hungry from the place as I so much feared!

After the staff were warned about my repulsion of tomatoes, they gave me a rather small plate of fries. But at least I had some fries to repress my hunger.

And the reason why I have no photos of the restaurant is because my phone battery was dead. I didn't even have one percent left. (Remember, I spent almost 24 hours without charging it, while taking photos, videos, and texting my parents from time to time).

That night something rather frightening happened. It was at midnight, when the hotel and its hallways were dead silent. When the moon was high and everyone were asleep. I was preparing to go to bed with my roomates when an alarm sounded! At once we got up and started to hear feet running from outside our door. Afraid of it being a burglar, we refused to open the door. We heard cries from deep in the night sky and with our hearts pounding, we opened the door and raced downstairs, where fortunately, was everyone else. Turns out it was a false alarm.

Crying and hugging each other, we started to talk and laugh from relief. It was just someone (really stupid) who had decided to smoke in their room! But who it was, shall remain a mistery. Soon, the police arrived and we were able to go back to sleep. So up we went to our room. Feet dragging behind we said our goodnights and dream profoundly, we did.

-The policemen going inside of the Guest House.

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