It’s August, and I’ve been stuck at home in the Illinois all summer. Stuck here and dying to see something new.
It doesn’t help that the blogosphere is brimming with posts about travel. Everybody’s having an adventure (and documenting it).
Why, oh then why, can’t I?
So, it was a desperate decision, this last-minute trip. I knew nothing about Malta before I went. I didn’t even know where it was, to tell the truth.
I’m betting you don’t know where Malta is either. Don’t be embarrassed if you have to consult a map for this post.
Now, let’s get this travelogue on the road.
My Trip to Malta
Agriculture is big in Malta. Lots and lots of corn. And soybeans.
And you can’t beat Malta’s manageable size. You can take it all in, even on a short visit.
Next summer, I think I’ll go to Genoa.