The day we arrived in Gozo - Malta's little brother island to the north west - it did not look like this. No, the day we chose for our journey, was the day of the storm. Torrential rain, lighting, a flat tire and a lidl sponsored ferry crossing, made for quite an adventure. As we crossed the sea, through the rainy haze we could just make out the outline of what would be our home for the second part of our holiday - Fort Chambray.
Perched on top of the hill, above the port of Mgarr, the fort was originally built by the Knights of St John but is now finding a new lease of life as a multi-phase, luxury residential and holiday development. The first part of this post documents our exploration of the fort - peeping through the thick fortified walls, snooping in the undeveloped ruins of the old barracks, pretending to be palm trees, and of course the usual dose of narcissism.
The second part is set in the village of Xaghra. After a wonder around its quiet streets (and another bottle the Maltese bitter-sweet drink, Kinnie) we discovered the Neolithic, megalithic temple complex of Ġgantija. These structures are dated c. 3600-2500 BC, more than 5500 years old, wowsers.
It was the start of a beautiful adventure on a truly magical island; one that I hope you will one day get the chance to have too!