Canadian embassy officially closed. Flag removal complete (yesterday being Canada Day).

Burgu where she works and Valetta.

This leg of the journey has been a mixed bag of emotions, all positive. This place, as I mentally and emotionally prepare from a little cafe to jump cities again, will have deep special meaning for me.

It has welcomed me with European Meditarranean arms, the likes I have seen no where else on this planet. Indeed it has provided long lasting fond memories which won't soon be forgotten. That being said, this will not be the last time I'm here. As promised before, like general McArthur, I shall return!

Final pickup from Valletta and pint of Cisk in airport bar. Helped to calm nerves, ¡deep! departing convo and prepared to depart.
Security easy.
Chance to charge phone.

Grazzi Malta! See you next time!

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Birds of a feather clock together
I'm a hazard to her health, multi task my ass... Biatch.
She's a pain in the ass.
That's what she said.

Maltese baked rice (so good, so cheap!)
Valletta, living history (so good cheap with student discount!)
Pastizzi
I will miss the accent the most.
Smooth like butta.
Pictures in front of nuns
Patty?