From Rome to Malta

It was goodbye to Rome- our last trip on the J4 bus as we headed to the train station. We got on the train with a huge group of Dutch X-er’s. At the airport, we had finally found Air Malta and we were on our way.

The taxi was waiting for us at the Malta International Airport and he whisked us to the Adelaide B&B.

On the coastal road of Sliema, it was one of the few remaining original houses on the street.

The house was beautiful- high ceilings, beautiful moldings. Marvic, the owner, gave us the room on the front of the house. Within minutes, we knew that it wasn’t going to work for us. The traffic noise alone was deafening, but the pedestrian traffic signal just outside the window and it’s constant beeping drove us crazy.

We headed out for a walk around Sliema and a check of hotel options. The weather was unseasonably hot and our room had no A/C. We checked the options and looked around town. We stopped for a sunset drink at one of the all-inclusive hotels on the beach, the Hotel Fortina.

Dinner was at Marianna’s Tex-Mex Restaurant – margaritas and spicy tex-mex food. Back at the hotel, we opted for a back room with ensuite bathroom. Liz, our guide in Rome, had warned us of the cockroaches in Malta. In our B&B, we were expecting a B&C (Bed and Cockroach). Instead, we only got a B&BB (Bed and Bed Bugs)