I woke to the rocky shores of Malta as the view from my balcony. The only thing that I know about this beautiful, ancient Italian island is that I think food network star Mario is from here. I feel so ignorant and isolated as an American, it is almost embarrassing that everyone around the world knows so much about us, and we know so little about other countries or cultures.
We have had some trouble communicating while at sea. It seems odd not to have any contact (phones and internet have been impossible) and time seems irrelevant. We can’t figure out what time zone we are in and the displays on our phones all have different times. Oh well, I guess we don’t need to know exactly what time it is.
The styles here are very European (go figure). The women all wear scarves, tied perfectly (we all bought one and will probably never wear them again), and the men all wear man-capris, and Speedos (just for you Beth & Molly).
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