Off to Malta

Trip Start May 06, 2012
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Trip End Jun 26, 2012


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Monday, May 21, 2012

Having had a reasonable rest day, though cycling for so long the day before to go nowhere was a little frustrating. I set off at a reasonable hour on a rather dull morning with no wind and after about 4hrs I was about 15m away from home when the wind picked up and blew me gently and speedily into town. It hadn't been a long day but the next port of call was Glasgow and that was 90m away.

Writing this has made me remember how many British and European places I have visited while crossing Montana. I have been to Essex, Dunkirk, Devon, Chester, Inverness, Gildford, Havre, Zurich, Malta and Glasgow. In an otherwise dull day passing through another British County or European city the size of 100 residents at most does bring a smile to the face.

I also had a smile brought to my face because on the outskirts of Malta there was an airstrip, as there are at most of the 500-1000 people towns I pass. I guess the distance between places and hospitals make an airstrip a necessity rather than a luxury. However, as I was cycling in a small plane was landing and it made me think of my great friend Charlie Wright, who is currently studying for his intstrument rating, which will enable him to fly in all weather rather than just on sunny days and I thought maybe he had passed and flown up to see me - it was a passing thought but it brought another smile to my face and reminded me that I would be seeing him in a couple of weeks.

Having arrived in Malta I found that the Motels on the main road were as grim as the morning had been, but I found the Great Northern Hotel to be a little more accomodating. It was not unfortunately beautiful, but the rooms were clean and large and as I would discover at dinner they served good food aswell. 

Having showered I popped into town - well that is a little bit of an exaggeration given that you can see the centre of town in the picture below and it is about 40m long! However, I was relieved to find an electrical shop in town where I was able to find a cable for my apple. I bought my charger but had forgotten a travel plug - what a mug! However, I had back on day 3 or so found a delightful charity shop that had enabled me to find an american cable that would fit into the Apple charger and so give me power. The only problem is that it wasn't exactly the right shape so I had, with use of one of the knife sets in the charity shop, done a bosh job of cutting the plastic to the shape! Unfortunately this was getting increasingly ragged and it was making strange electrical popping sounds when I connected it so was glad to find the right cable replacement before I either electrocuted myself or had an unfortunate electrical fire which might have not been so easy to explain to the owner of the motel over the burning shell of his former business!

I then popped down to a little store which served coffee, called the 3 sisters, in keeping with the 3 owners who were unsurprisingly 3 sisters. However, they did make a proper coffee, which I havn't had for a couple of weeks. Those diners and their never ending refilling of luke warm, mild dishwater coffee has it's purpose of a morning but it isn't an enjoyable coffee so I enjoyed my book and their brew with a smile before supping and heading to bed. Tomorrow would be a lovely day.....
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