Maltissimo

I started yesturday with a trip south to the Blue Grotto. Although I initially just wanted to look at the natural rock arch from a viewing platform so I save money rather than take the boat trip, I ended up down at where the boats leave and so I just payed the 3MTL and did the 20 minute boat ride.. and it was totally worth it. the caves are pretty beautiful but the most impressive part is the color of the water in these rocky caves, a florecent blue! not kidding you when I say florecent, its like the boat is floating in a radio active chemical.. but as soon as you exit the rocky formations the sun bleaches everything and the amazing colors are gone.

after the Grotto, I went back to valetta (you have to go back there in order to take a bus to your next destination) then went on all the way northwest to Melieha Bay for the beach. it was a relatively long drive but really nothing longer than going from Newark to 33rd street on the Path Train. what a weird place, lots of scandanavians! oh and families with lots of kids. I thought Europeans dont have that many kids.. well the ones who do have alot of kids seem to come here for relatively cheap hot summer holidays. the water was is very shallow in the bay and very blue.. I took a swim, wrote my postcards and tried to get as much sun on my back to fix the big patch of relatively white skin that was exposed in the shape of an upside triangle on my back after I pealed the first layer of skin for the summer.

now comes the nightlife.. I didnt come to Malta expecting anything at all from nightlife, if anything i was expecting relaxation and sun and quiet nights. and it is like that if not even boring at night, there is not much to do besides strolling on the waterfront. however there is Paceville, St. Jullian which are next to Sliema and within walking distance. there is a nightlife ghetto, with bars, pubs and clubs. I had to see it, so I went and oh my god 'how cheeesy' was my first impression. first of all, there really are lots of kids here. the majority of tourists are families and package tours from Northern Europe. at night the teens of these families go out all dressed up and everyday as I come back to Sliema after my days out the bus gets stuffed with these teenyweeny things.. boys and girls. they go out as drinking age here is 16! oh and thats the age for consentual sex too... I just havent seen a 16 year old that turned me on, I guess I prefer men. anyway, when I finally made it to the ZONE, it was jam packed with teens.. then I tried to find Adam's, a gay bar and hotel, which was on a relatively quiet street.. oh man, the first thing that came to mind when I walked in was Japanese gay bars.. reminded me of those gay bars I found in Kyoto hidden on the third or forth floors of a buildings, and the bars consisted of a single tiny room half of which is occupied by the bar itself and the maximum capacity was under 10! well Adam's was almost like that. there were a few guys and here they come: Some English guy of atleast 50 years who was later revealed to be the owner (he later showed me pictures of his internet boyfriend from venezuela aged 18!), then there was Mario (a maltese bartender and partner in the hotel who later claimed to be a model and that he cant sleep during the days following the one big gay party in malta because the drugs wont let him, attractive but tries too hard o and the train already passed him) then this little Maltese guy (very horny, not very attractive and wants some bad), this irish guy (probably 27ish, bald, likes to travel and it was later revealed that he is very insecure about his appearance) and a couple of other guys that I didnt meet.

I had a couple beers, tried Cisk (the local beer) and chated with the guys. later on went outside for a cigarret on their back terrace and the English owner dude made his first proposal, it was clear he has a thing for arabs. then he went on to tell stories of his "slut days" traveling in Morocco and Tunisia, he made a few not so subtle proposals for him to get on his knees infront of me, maybe to clean my shoes, not sure...

I thought I had enough and left with the irish guy to go to Klozet (a gay club or a bar with loud music) around the corner.. o and I think I saw the most heavinly perfect male creation ever born in the form of a bartender. words cant do him justice, he was fucking stunning and super nice ontop of it all.. Im going back tonight just to get a second look. there was nothing really remarkable about the bar except that it exists at all in a placethat reminds me of Egypt so much, i guess its possible.


about 15 minutes after we arrived and a couple of Cisks later I noticed these two guys standing near.. and in hopes to meet maltese guys I asked one if he was from malta, he wasnt but his boyfriend was.. five minutes later they both asked me to go home with them.. they were hot.. I said yes. aparently as I look out for hot maltese who I think are hot and exotic, they were thinking I'm hot and exotic.. funny how mutual understanding can just happen like that.

the maltese guy (21) was so hot or actually he just have a beautiful.. whats the word.... tool? his boyfriend was south african (27), also hot.. they warned me on the way that their apartment is small... ofcourse I didnt mind, all we need is a bed, a sofa or a floor, right? well, their place was fucking gorgeous!!! they are so spoild to think that its not the amazing asset that it is.. I would never dream of owning its equivilent in NY, maybe that doesnt make sense, but it was realy nice.. a restored typical maltese house with amazingly high cieling, bare smooth limestone, the livinspace is reached by a narrow straight flight of stairs from the entrance on street level, then the bedroom was on one side (with a typical projecting bay window made into a sort of office space) and the kitchen and bath on the other side of the living space.. another zigzaging flight of stairs in the back takes you up to the roof which is a terrace with views of the capital inthe distance! Ahhhmazing. enough about their place, the sex was hot. we had a session, slept for a couple of hours (it was like 5am at this point) then had another session at like 8am then slept for a good 5 hours... it was all very very hot, top notch stuff.

it was late in the day, so they drove me back to my hotel, there was no time to go to the beach so I just went to Marsaxlokk in the south known for its seafood and fishing boats.. oh what a funny place.. like the rest of malta it feels frozen in time, like nothing happened here in centuries.. its a small fishing village on the harbour full of fishing boats with a handfull of resturants along the water serving seafood. my entire experience of Marsaxlokk had the soundtrack of Bingo! not kidding you, they love Bingo in this country (there are alot of old people) but here in this village which was so small that you can hear the number calling (in both malti/arabic and english) over the microphone from any point in the town, it even echoes.. kinda hilarious.. so I sat at Pisces, a small resturant which had no one since it was an in between meals time and faced the boats with the sound of bingo and enjoyed a meal. I finally got to try the local staple of fish soup, which was very yummy, a tomato based soup with little rise, little fish and lemon, it was after i had a starter which consists of a fava beans patte heavy on garlic.. then came the main dish, I ordered a sword fish steak (grilled) which comes with a tomato/olive/capers sauce and is served with salad (heavy on olivs and capers) and the surprise of the day (baked slices of curried potatos!) I thought the yellow curry was out of context but apparently its a local dish served with fish. the yummy meal coasting all of 7MTL ($20)

I was supposed to leave to GOZO (Malta's sister island) tomorrow, but I am extending my stay here by one day so I can go to Golden Bay for a beach day tomorrow and then Rabat tomorrow night for the annual big gay party.. I am curious