Trip to Malta

And a celebration of disastersthe gnawing the ends of our fingers before the
My visit to Malta 1-14 Marchtrip is over.
Weather in Malta was like my trip, sunny andWhen we returned to the hotel we found our
sometimes plain ugly to others.bags sitting in our room, and manager Joe Bugeja
He began with a time delay, as well as the(Josefina in the novel) is waiting for our doors.
equipment, leaving Minneapolis, turning what shouldWhen I could breathe again, I commiserated with
be a simple connection to Gatwick dizzying racehim for what he had to transport a book-filled
to catch our plane in Malta. Evie and I arrivedbags up the stairs. He just shrugged and stuck his
thirty minutes before the Air Malta flight was tolower lip (a typical Maltese gesture, I decided.)
leave. In flight the agent called the agents to tell"It was not that bad. Ascensor
them we have come. When she looked at us Iworks."
knew we were in some bad news. We were onI bit my tongue, or they would be able to hear
the passenger list, but they do not have ourme scream Mdina five miles.
ticketsExhausted, we turned in early. I woke up at 3:00
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a and we must prepare them. We did not haveThe next morning, after breakfast, we had to
any. All we have confirmation of a letter weleave to Dr Tony Abela-Medici, our friend and
received from the travel agency. In addition, thecoroner of Malta. Tony looked more tired than I
gate agent had no authority to make a newam. He three-member family in the hospital, and is
ticket. "Tell me, please wait"? Sheguarding them. Despite this, he seeks to do
asked. It is the ultimate rhetorical question.everything he could to help us. He told us he
We stepped aside. While we waited, I sold copiesknew the President of Malta, and he thought he
of my book for two American tourists who werecould organize the presentation of the book.
on the way to his first visit to Malta. After all theIn looking up.
other passengers left, I began to take action onWe went back to Valletta, and met with the
various issues, (I think there is a psychologicaldistributor. David De Angelo was impressed, as
term for this behavior). No wonder that when Ifar as I know about Malta and said he loved the
measured the distance from the desk to thebook cover. He gave us names of contacts,
baggage X-ray, I watched suspiciously fromincluding the Maltese language, a talk show host
security agents.who sometimes talked about the books. We also
Minutes later the loudspeaker announced the lastreceived a promise from the Editor related to the
call for boarding flight to Air MaltaMalta Times that the review of this book will be
<a rel="nofollow"presented in a booksigning.
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a, Noticing our desperate look in our otherold days of knights dueled each other in the
relations service said, do not worry. Even if wecobblestones and the ladies of the night came to
start to plan where to stay near Gatwick for theshow their products. No one had any idea where
night, and maybe for the whole trip, the phonewe would go, (numeric addresses mean nothing
finally rang. The tickets were ready.Malta), but, finally, a pub owner pointed to a new
After a stunning flight over sunny Alps and downstructure across the street. The building has
the Italian coast, we nearing Malta. What we haveproved a highlight of the trip. A dark entryway
done the sun disappeared, the sky turned grayhallway and passed the iron gate. Beyond the
and drops of rain splashed on the windows. Whencourtyard, along with hundreds of exposed pipes
we deplaned, it was cold as it was when we lefthissed and gave the top hint of methane. Best of
Minneapolis. Despite this, we were happy to goall, the hanging basket with a rope tied to the top
back to our adopted land. Until we found out thatfloor railing as we were laughing uncontrollably. We
our luggage did not arrive, that is. We forgot tonever know what was in the cart, but we
check it to Malta, where we left Minneapolis, andguessed he had the mail carrier will not climb up
bags are still in Gatwick. Very friendly young mansix flights of steps. After the ascent of five
at the Malta airport told us it was nothing toflights, we found tiny business card stuck in the
worry about. They will be delivered to our hotelclosed door with the name we are looking for.
the next day at the latest.We took a chance and knocked. A very young
All that we had with us was the clothes on ourwoman opened the door for us. Once we have
backs, and what we had in our backpacks. Atdescribed in the book, she said she was
least we could wash our faces and brush ourinterested in it and planned it mentioned on the
teeth that night and change our clothes.show.
We are expected to out of tracks, but anIn the future, we also met with the director of
inexpensive guest house, where we always stay,the Maltese Tourism Authority, and presented him
but our room was next to the upper level, as inwith a book and spent a pleasant half hour
the stories, an elevator is not working. Inchatting with him.
Bellestrado in the book is actually Soleado inAfter this course of events is rapidly going down.
disguise. The Charter of from lack of sleep, weIn sciatica kept getting worse during the holiday
puffed our way up the stairs and went to sleep.week, and walk really was my only relief. The
I woke up at 2 o'clock with the patient leg. Inext Thursday, it was unbearable, and we went
mean, my Torn right hamstring in September andto the hospital, which was just a few blocks from
was at the rear of the two within a monththe guesthouse. A woman who is perfect in my
(remember, as Rick has always bemoaning hisnew Catherine treated me. She was a tall,
bad luck?) And ask for low back pain by variousgorgeous and had a bubbly personality to match,
doctors and chiropractors. I also had sciatica in myand I immediately started dreaming about the day
right leg for some time as a result. At this timewhen I make a movie from Masterpiece Chellini
he was on the left. Fortunately, we have aspirin inso that I could have thrown her for the role. She
our backpacks. I took one and went back togave me a prescription for anti-inflammatory and
sleep.Painkiller, and sent us on our way. Unfortunately,
The next morning we were ready to startits provisions do not work, and we returned to
promoting the book. Even if we did not have athe hospital at four am. At the doctor on duty at
copy of it with us (they are still at Gatwick), wethe hospital to me, and I got a strong injection,
had a few flyers in our backpacks. We decidedwhich finally relieved my agony. The next day I
we would visit every bookshop in Valletta, thathad a MRI.
the shopkeepers know that we were in town,How to get to my exam was cheaper than an
and that copies will be available from Agiusambulance at the taxi and the woman who rode
(pronounced ah JUS if you are not familiar withwith me was chatty. She told me, as a Maltese
the Maltese), and Agius booksellers. In the shopwoman hate Russian women, who come to the
was hilarious, and smelled of fresh newsprint, butisland. "We cook for our husbands,"
we found a number of buyers present. In theshe said in disgust voice: "We keep the
clerks were friendly and told me to go backhouse for them and their children. And these
tomorrow. One actually suggested some time.Russians will come and steal them from us. And
Little do we know that this was just a taste ofthey know only one thing. This is terrible.
Malta typical business style, and that we will leave