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Quarry Area From BC Times

Quarry Area From BC Times

Bon in a Rut

Troglodyte Cave Remains - Roof Caved In

Bon in Another Rut

Info on the Dingli Sites

Info on the Dingli Sites

Info on the Dingli Sites

My Love of Lions Sometimes Gets the Best of Me

Like This View...On Our Long Walk...

Main Street in Capital, Valletta

Main Street in Capital, Valletta


Wiki Info Dingli/Ruts

It's how things go and how you never know. We were at a bus stop waiting to catch the only bus (once an hour) to Buskett Gardens. Unfortunately, as soon as we got to the bus stop Bon had to use the 'facilities' which were not far away. As luck would have it the 202 bus came right after she left so we waited a bit over an hour for the next one. During that time some kids came to wait and two of them had a soccer ball that they were fooling around with. They were teasing a couple girls sitting on the shelter bench next to Bon who was reading. Unfortunately, the ball got out of control (smaller of 2 kids tried a head shot which missed the girls) and hit Bon in the head. Result was an angry BON saying "That's enough!" I was board with sitting and had set my day pack on the ground next to the bench while I took a short walk. While away on my walk the bus showed up which I was first to see - it came from the direction I had headed on my walk. Hurrying to the stop and making certain this was indeed the correct 202 (there are 2 of them but they go to different places), we got on and settled into our seats commenting on the fact that we were lucky to have plenty of time for visiting just 2 destinations today (it being only noon). Finally on our way I decided to have a snack and reached down towards the floor where I usually set it. Not there! I had left it at the bus stop! Panicked, I rushed to the front of the bus asking to get off because I'd left my pack at the stop. She stopped and I ran the 6 to 8 blocks back arriving totally out of breath. The kids were there and the smaller one immediately held up my pack saying in what I guess was Maltese, "Is this yours??!"

Words cannot describe my feelings. Relief, thanks, amazement...I spoke the words of thanks and gestured in every way I could think of at the time but in accepting my pack back I felt an under current of other feelings. Is a reward appropriate? Would giving him $$ only cheapen his honest response? Much more was going on here I think but I felt I should get back to B & M and find out our next move! After reuniting I went back to the bus stop but the kids had gone...I was fully prepared to give him a reward at the time but Bon felt my sincere/heartfelt thanks had been enough.

We waited a 3rd time and this time Bon once again went to the facilities since according to the bus schedule we had 15 min. This, of course, proved to be wrong, it came 10 min. early! Bon arrived just as we got on the bus, which had turned off it's engine and this time we waited the last 10 min. onboard!

We located the ruts we had missed but not before hiking a mile or so. Yes, there were signs but facing in the opposite direction from which we came on the bus and being distracted by a large sign on a gate saying "Beware of the Lion" just past the ruts sign, we totally missed the turn until heading back some 10 min down the road!

RUTS! We came, we saw, we (finally) conquered our destination for the day! We then waited another hour and a half for the return bus, getting back to Valletta past 5! Bon & Mari determined it was not too late to see some caves they were interested in so they headed off and I to McDs to write/record events!

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