My first real love was archaeology.
I guess, that’s not surprising seeing I grew up in a country which boasts the oldest free-standing prehistoric monuments in the world, with a history buff for a mother.
A giant among men
Gozo
A New Yorker in Għarb
(Warning: long read. An edited version of this post first appeared in Times of Malta here.)
Travelling down a narrow, dusty road lined by the typical yellowing globigerina limestone, seemingly arriving at the very end of Gozo to meet an American writer, was an incongruent experience.
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The magical isle of Gozo
I’ve just returned from a wonderfully serene day in Gozo which, considering we had a two year old along for the ride, is saying a lot.
The verdant hills, the sparkling clear blue waters, all contributed to allow us to forget the horrid result of yesterday’s referendum. So imagine my shock on learning that without the Gozitan votes, spring hunting would have been banned in Malta! Talk about irony… Continue reading
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