November 20, 2017
Today we paid one euro each to ride a very tall elevator to the top of the city where we could look out at the Grand Harbor. With all due respect, that took about 20 minutes. We did see a gun emplacement and wanted to get a close up picture for Mac, but the only door to them was closed. And they do a noon shooting of the cannons. Maybe tomorrow (since we are here overnight).
Back down the elevator to the hop on hop off bus. Only 10 euros a piece this time, the cheapest one so far. We rode around for 3 hours, and that only covered one bus route. With sore bottoms and ears that were tired of listening to the loud mouth woman beside of us, we got off back at the ship.
Malta is an interesting island. All of the buildings are cream colored. There are several quarries on the island and all of the construction is made of it. The voice on the bus said they are opening no more quarries because there is no more free land to build houses or other buildings.
There are a lot of small garden patches (and some not so small – we saw one pretty big vineyard). They are all divided by rock walls to keep the soil from washing into the Mediterranean. It is a very old method, going back to prehistory.
Tomorrow we are going to the Information booth at the end of the quay and see if there are things to see other than the Grand Harbor once you ride up the very tall elevator. Then it’s off to Palermo, Sicily, then Cagliari, Sardinia before I have a talk on Gibraltar, the day at sea before we get to the Rock. Finally.
Well, my cruise partner has been taking notes the last couple of days she hasn’t felt like writing, so I will turn the keyboard over to her.
TTFN
Oh I have a tale to tell.
Let’s start at 12:01am Saturday morning and on through to Monday morning at 7:30 am. Just after midnight diarrhea followed by vomiting at about 2 or 3 am. You don’t want to know. For the next 24 hours between visits to the potty I slept, literally 20 hours out of 24. I did not get out of the bed except to go potty again. I ate nothing- except drink water and ginger ale. We were in a port in Crete. It was rainy and ugly outside. We put out the do not disturb sign so our steward never came into the room. David only left on Saturday to go get something to eat and bring me back more water and ginger ale. Sunday morning was his first talk at 11am. We ordered breakfast in the room hoping maybe I could eat some dry toast and some cranberry juice (which I did). During the late evening on Saturday he started to feel bad and by morning neither of us ate. He was able to go do his talk and I had taken a bath so I left the room to sit on the deck so the steward could clean the room. It was a cold and bumpy day on the sea on Saturday night and Sunday. After his talk we went up to the Lido deck to eat. We had some chicken noodle soup. We each ate about a half a cup of broth. Back to the room and he was getting worse but no vomiting. At about 7pm Sunday night it was “gala attire” evening, we weren’t feeling “gala” we went to lido in hopes of more soup or mashed potatoes maybe. But the chicken soup had orzo in it and the only potatoes were twice baked. I ate a half a potato and he ate some broth off the soup. We looked into the shops for some Pepto or something but there was nothing.
So we returned to our room where is was in bed by 8:00 and I soon followed. I slept till 2:30 Monday morning and then off and on till 7:30. He slept straight through except for potty breaks.
We showered and went to the Lido for some “breakfast”. I had toast and cranberry juice. We then went ashore and had a nice day. We stopped at the pharmacy on the way back and got 2 boxes of imodium, 6 euros for a box of 6 tablets. Expensive stuff. Getting back to the ship we again tried to eat something. I had some mashed potatoes and he had split pea soup, yuck. We got some more ginger ale headed to the room for a nap and some drugs.
While out in the town we did a little shopping after our bus ride. I got a piece of Medini glassware. The glassware is made on the island of Malta. It is a miniature Christmas tree about 8 inches tall. It is very pretty. We got a few other little things.
After the nap, he worked on his Gibraltar till about 6. Then, we went up to Lido to try and find something to eat. I wanted soup but no such luck. I got some spaghetti, living dangerously, and some ice water. He got some too. We will see how this goes. Well, tomorrow we are still here so we will venture out again. Maybe we can find a cheaper pharmacy.
Love you all, Mom, Granny and Bonnie
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