21 of April of 2022

This is the last day in Malta.

At least the last day in which was a kind of "get to meet new places, fun".

We visited the Popeye Village, where I didn't eat any lunch, but rather watched my friends eat. Ultimately, it was very boring and lonely day. There was nothing to do there other than look at the passerby and watch the kids shows that repeated every 20 minutes.

I took photos with Popeye, Olívia and Brutus. I bought shirts for me and my mom (which in turn was given to my dad after I got home and she saw the size of it), and a magnet to put on the fridge. (My parents collect magnets from every single place we go).

Later, we went back to Valleta and that was were I bought the last pastizzi of the trip; a shirt for my brother; a hoddie for me; keychains for me and a friend; and finally, a placeholder for cutlery for when my mom cooks (she broke her favorite one).

Unfortunately, not long after I got home, the beautiful placeholder turned out to me a fake with a plastic film that fell off on the first day in the washing machine. (And that is how I realised that that's why it was so cheap.)

Anyways. I spent that afternoon shopping those things and at peace with myself. It wasn't as fun as it would have been if I had chosen to spend my time with my friends, but if I had stayed, I wouldn't have been able to buy the things I did or do the thigs I wanted to do, because then I would have spent that time helping and translating things for others.

When my alarm clock rang, I was totally lost. Instead of panicking, I did a quick search on google maps and was able to arrive way earlier than the others.

We went directly to the final stylish restaurant, ate pork and fries. Dessert was a kind of brownie with melted chocolate inside.

Went back to the hotel and made my bag before going to sleep.