On the buses, part 2: Coast of Malta

I'll write text about the coast of Malta, someday

Dingli cliffs and radar station

Valletta

This was the Valletta I set out for -- a city glowing warmly in the Mediterranean sun.

It was not the Valletta I flew into.

That was a grey, rainy place. It was something of a massive disappointment.

The winter of 12/13 in London seemed to last six months, bitterly freezing temperatures lasting well into what should notionally have been 'spring'. I was desperate for respite, not just for warmer temperatures but clearer skies, and the unbeatable feel of sunshine on skin.

And annoyingly enough, spring had finally broken out in the days before I left. And here I was, paying a lot of money to fly back into dreary drizzly dreck? Noooo!

Valletta from Upper Barrakka Gardens

Richmond, Easter Monday

I hadn't made any plans for Easter weekend, and without plans, I tend to procrastinate. So it was that it was already late afternoon by the time I eventually spurred myself out of the house, and with little time before the sun set, I opted for a nearby reliable favourite place to stroll: Richmond.

It didn't let me down, with a mix of classic views delivering as expected, and a few happy new chance sights too.

Richmond Canoe Club

Steam train / tube train

Some days you just get lucky.

I didn't plan on photographing this perfect scene of a steam train with an underground going, er, over it. It just fell into my lap.

Read on for the not very interesting story of how, and more importantly, extra pictures.

Steam train / tube train

Ronda

Nerja

Córdoba

I went to Córdoba took photos, mostly of the truly amazing Mezquita.

Mezquita - prayer hall opens into cathedral

Málaga

I flew into the Andalusian port city of Málaga hoping for a week of sunshine, history, architecture and landscape.

Cathedral from the Alcazaba

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