When we were at Selman Palace earlier in the week we had seen a posting about a live crib performance re-enacting Bethleham with Joseph, Mary and baby Jesus. We took a different walk down Mosta Road to catch the bus. The first bus went right by us...why we don't know. The next bus ends up taking us to Golden Bay instead of the Mellieha interchange. So we sit on the bus to be taken back. One more bus and we are on our way to Selmun. There we find we are just in time to follow local musicians and a speaker that is relating the stories of the village as we followed them through the ancient homes. We saw lace being made, clay figures created and hand painted, and a bakery. I recognized one of the musicians, a Mr Debono, our historical guide from the WWII war shelters near the Mellieha Church. It seems we have been here in this small area of a small island country long enough that we are now seeing people we have met somewhere before.
Our small local bus is no where to be seen so we start our walk out of the village to where we can catch our bus back to Mosta Road. Sometimes it works in our favour and buses are there waiting for us, other times, like now we just miss our bus. Then we wait 30/40 minutes.
We have decided because the weather is predicted to be cool and wet for the next few days we will cook New Years dinner at home. We stopped at the butcher shop and bought a 5lb prime rib roast. We have everything we need for a complete meal and then we will have food for lunches and another dinner left over.
We made it home as it started to rain. The sky got dark and by the time we were inside it was pouring. Good timing again.
The end of another day. The sky and weather always provides us with visual entertainment from our apartment windows.
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