A flight on a Diamond DA40 over the east coast via Gozo and the west coast, a long drive along San Ġiljan towards Valletta, a walk along Marsascala bay and Mdina, a swim in St. Peter's Pool and Paradise bay.
More relaxing, yet no less fulfilling my second time on this little rock in the Mediterranean, after a first hectic and emotional visit a year ago.
Malta has many colours, many tastes and many sounds.
Honey is the colour of Malta: in the stone of its houses, sweet, warm and relaxing. Shining in the unforgiving heat, glorious against the deep blue of the sea.
Salt is the taste of Malta: like the sea, like the sweat, like the Gozitan ravjul, the pastizzi, the ġbejniet cheeses and all the other intensely savoury specialties.
The sound of Malta is the sound of sunshine.
