The parish church of St Joseph rises above a forest of masts in Msida Creek marina.Through a limestone arch in Valletta’s Lower Barrakka Gardens, the mouth of the Grand Harbour.Marsaxlokk harbor, where Malta’s traditional luzzu fishing boats wear their painted reds, yellows and blues.First light on the Siege Bell War Memorial, which honors the 7,000 who died in the World War II siege of Malta.White marble angels crowd a hillside cemetery on Gozo; the walled Cittadella of Victoria crowns the ridge beyond.Market day on the Marsaxlokk waterfront, beneath the twin bell towers of Our Lady of Pompei.Inside St. Paul’s Catacombs at Rabat, where Romans cut their tombs into the living rock over 1,500 years ago.The Triton Fountain at Valletta’s City Gate, dressed in its Christmas-season lights.The cannons of the Saluting Battery, below the Upper Barrakka Gardens, still fire over the Grand Harbour every day at noon.Ruth at the foot of a fortress tower, on limestone honeycombed by centuries of sea wind.The Gozo ferry lands at Mgarr, where the church of Our Lady of Lourdes watches over the fishing fleet.A Valletta classic: the crimson door and gallarija — the traditional Maltese enclosed balcony — of house No. 34.Espresso and cake at a sidewalk café — our kind of mid-morning stop.The storm surf that kept us out of the water, breaking along Sliema’s rocky foreshore.A Christmas funfair Ferris wheel in full neon against the Mediterranean night.Inside the Cittadella of Victoria on Gozo, the cathedral’s bell tower rising over the old fortress lanes.Ruth sizing up the grill counter at dinner — the steaks won.Big Mediterranean sky over the Grand Harbour, Valletta’s bastions stretched along the horizon.Santa on roller skates, working the Christmas-market crowd.Dusk settles over Valletta’s bastion walls, the boat quay glowing below the spire of St Paul’s Pro-Cathedral.From Mdina’s bastions half of Malta unrolls — a patchwork of stone-walled fields running to the sea.Our Lady of Pompei, Marsaxlokk’s parish church, wearing its Christmas star.
Christmas trip this year was to Malta. We had planned to do a dive or two but the Med was surprisingly stirred up with high surf advisories. Ironically we got some great photos of the dive shops being flooded by high surf as a result. Other than that we were land-bound but stayed close to the coast. I loved the maritime feel to every part of this island nation that has been inhabited as long as any place on earth, even longer than Eygpt.