A Sunday Walk

After a little shower this morning we went to 'town'.....our destination is to walk the south side of Marsascala Bay. The sun is in and out behind big black clouds. I took an umbrella for insurance. That usually means it won't rain....and it didn't.

Being Sunday even our produce trucks weren't open today. Sunday is a day of rest for most Maltese. A lot of them work half days on Saturday or close early if they have a shop. The cafes and restaurants are always open.

We walked the promenade along with other Sunday strollers, looking across to the other side of the Bay that we walked last Sunday. There are salt pans all along the water's edge. Remnants of times past. Even this road is called Triq Salini...the Salt Road...this a natural stone arch over tha pans.

 

The contrasts between the blues of the sky and the greens of the water are always stunning. Throw in dark thundery rain clouds and it is a breathtaking backdrop to the village of Zonqor, neighbour to Marsascala.

Another of the towers built in the early 17th century. St Thomas Tower, built to give warning against Turkish invasions. Today it is only invaded by teenage boys using it as a climbing tower. They laughed at the 'touristas' taking their pictures.

I was talking to a woman that runs a newspaper, souvenir and small postal outlet store along the Bay. She said there used to be three big hotels in Marsascala. They are all closed down and now Marsascala does not have a 'tourist destination' designation. We came across the ruins of what must have been a beautiful hotel location right on the point looking out over the open Mediterranean Sea.

It reminds me of many of the hotel complexes, abandoned or incomplete, in Mexico. It shows one of the few signs of graffiti we have seen in Malta.

It has been a good walk. We make our hill climb home and spend the remaining afternoon sunshine on our back patio. Our neighbour Martin is again in his fields harvesting what may be the last of his cauliflower and broccoli. Ready for Monday's market.

While I stand looking over our wonderful vista with the sun heating my back, I try to capture some of the things I see every day.

Despite the fact that we had said we could enjoy a quieter time once we moved to Marsascala, I am having a hard time slowing down. Each day we have to decide where we will go based on the weather. It doesn't look like we will be able to count on a lot of sunny, dry days for our remaining time. We will take it one day at a time.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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