Day 4 in Malta and I almost lost my husband to a runaway outhouse! Honestly, does anyone else get in to such trouble?The day started out bright and early. Woke to a sunny day and ate a sensible breakfast (yogurt and muslix). Tied up our walking shoes and got on the #49 bus to Valetta where we had an absolutely delicious cappuchino before jumping on the #11 (not #18 as we thought) heading towards Paola.Up to this point my quest to find the spirit of Malta has r...

The car is back with no new nicks or scrapes on it! Shane's knuckles are no longer white nor his teeth clenched. We have survived over a week of driving in Sicily!!Shane has a few hints for anyone wanting to drive here:1) NEVER drive during rush hour!2) If the sign says no passing you will be passed. They just cut so close to you that the don't go over the center line.... guess if's OK if they stay on the right side!3) Speed limits are a guideline ...

So here we are sipping a lovely Sicilian red wine on the patio of our B&B. This is our second night in Agrigento. The two previous nights we were in Siracusa in yet another room with a sea view. Getting pretty spoiled here! In Taormina we were introduced to Greek history but now, after the museum in Syracusa, I'm beginning to understand it all. Seems like the Sicilians were going about their business just farming, fishing and having a happy existance. T...

: “Oh Sicilia, You’re Breaking My Heart - Shaking My Confidence Daily”Seems like flying Easy Jet is excellent preparation for driving in Sicily. Push, shove, roll over, squeeze and gesture frantically….all that before boarding. On board the plane there is more pushing until, miraculously all the people find seats. Glad I put my Canadian politeness behind or we would probably still be in the waiting area.Gratefully the rain didn’t fol...

Jam packed full flight with Paralympians from Italy, Germany, Scotland, Spain and of course Great Britain. Even the head of the Paralympic Committee was lounging in first class. The airport was full of Olympians some still carrying their bouquets. Tired athletes, proudly bearing their country ‘s colours intermingled with Vancouver 2010 souvenirs, still on a high from their experiences. One fellow told me the games were wonderful but it was the friendliness ...