This time when I got back home to Malta after a summer in UK and France, I found it tricky to settle. More than at any other time before. The feeling of being happy to be coming back to home abroad, had been lasting for shorter periods each time I returned to my life here.
The taxi driver was 1 hour late leaving with us from the airport, so we left at 1am instead of midnight and I was just immediately tired of Malta. I’m not going to Malta bash, why would I? There’s so many awesome things about this country. The other day I got back from the beach with friends and kids (awesome in itself) and hungry and tired grabbed the kids and bags, ate dinner and about 2 hours later was looking for their water bottles. I realised I was missing my handbag with the bottles in, and my purse, money, all the important stuff.
I knew instantly I had left it somewhere ‘bad’. I went down to the car and the passenger side door was wide open, my bag on the passenger seat! It had been that way for some hours. Quite a lot of people pass there on Saturday night, and I thought of all the times we had been lucky in similar situations here.
I also love running here. The weather is almost always perfect. The smells and feel of the countryside at night is something I’ve never experienced in the UK. (more…)