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Monday, 17 March 2014

Sunday, March 16/2014

Bus along the waterfront to Valetta. We remember a Sunday market here, but maybe that was morning. It's warm in the sun, though still a bit. Hill in the shade when the wind comes up. St George's Square has a St Patrick's concert in progress. And the singer accompanying himself on his guitar is pretty good. Fair crowd gathered, many wearing green.

Outdoor cafés are busy but not crowded. Prices seem to be no higher (or perhaps lower) than in the fast food places elsewhere in Malta; one place advertises pasta with rabbit plus a drink for €4.95 (rabbit being the national dish, appropriately for such a tiny country). 

Have been reading bits of An Account and Appreciation of Malta by Sir Harry Luke, picked up at book sale at St Helena's in Larnaca. Luke was the pre-war lieutenant-governor of Malta and the book has a lot of nuggets of historical information. Plan of reading a chapter a night and then proceeding, knowledgeably, to visit relevant sites seems to be faltering, though, due either to soporific qualities of very worthy book (so that chapters are rarely finished) or general indolence. Can't even pretend that it will be a good summary and reminder when we get home, as we don't plan to take it with us, considering the luggage weight problem.