Winding down our days in SPB.

"The Cold" is now one week old and I'm officially declaring it over. Even though I sometimes have a nasty cough it doesn't seem to be affecting my breathing. I still can walk and climb the hill from the Bay to our apartment. We spent the morning dragging out our suitcases beginning to get organized for our move. It's amazing how much stuff came out of our luggage. We have added a box or two of food stuffs, not to mention a case of wine and water. We're taking advantage of our 'taxi' service so we don't have to go shopping as soon as we are settled in Marsascala.

My timing for feeling under the weather has coincided with a week of unstable weather. It has made it easier to accept spending more time inside than we usually do.

Including my two weeks in Italy earlier this year, I have not seen this much thunder, lightning and down pouring rain in my memory. But, unlike at home, it's energetic, extreme and then replaced by sunshine. The storms don't last very long and as soon as the rain stops people come rushing back outside to walk and soak up the warmth. This is winter in Malta they all tell us, from our wine sellers to my hairdresser.....Then they ask "why do you come here in the winter". We always answer 'because it's warmer than at home and it's quieter than in the summer'. I don't think many Maltese have met many Canadians especially from the west coast.

There are certain places in this northern part of Malta that we won't revisit once we have moved south. Not that the distances are great but it's the time on buses that make some places difficult to get to. Tomorrow will be one of our "last" trips. We are going to Gozo, not to travel the island to see the small villages but to have a final look around Victoria and hopefully to see more of the Citidal which was under construction before Christmas.

It's hard at the beginning when you think you have so much time ahead of you to capture all the sights, sounds, smells and images that flash across your minds eye and become memories. I can't imagine how I will feel when we are preparing to leave the island totally. This move is a bit of a wake up call to remind me to savour all our experiences during the next four weeks. Take no day for granted for they are fleeting and this trip will be over before we know it.

 

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