Probably there are more people like me who are losing themselves at destination.

I hope at least. 

Honestly, it’s been two months since I’ve been lost on the island. TWO. Those who know me very well would tell me – too little. I have this kind of gift, we’ll call it talent for this story, I always end up lost. At every destination I have the need to lose. It’s just stronger than me and I can’t help myself. Also with Malta is not any different. It is not the case that tradition is interrupted, right?
Let’s start from scratch. Now when I introduced you to the story, discovered my hidden talent. It’s time to tell you how to do it. Not literary, I try to be different and then turn to me differently every single time.


That magical day I start to explore the island alone. I have decided that it’s time to do something about it, to start up some things and go through some fears. One of the biggest was that somewhere I had to go alone. I don’t know why, but I never wanted to go somewhere alone, I always had that fear that it’s not “normal” to go somewhere completely alone. But you have to do it sometimes and my time came too. One of the biggest nightmares I had was sitting alone in the cafe and drinking coffee or to be in the restaurant alone for lunch. Not that I have some prejudice or something. I simply did not understand these people, but I never knew. As long as you do not put your life in front of a final act and show you that you have to, it’s time to do this and grow up on that. That’s how it came to me. I went out early in the morning and made a plan that I wanted to visit some places on the island.



There were more attempts to not lie. Somehow I finally got used to these solo travels. You do not have to make compromise. Of course life is a big compromise, but it’s okay to be selfish and have time alone. All those who travel with me know how I work. We can travel together and spend 24 hours together, but I need a few minutes in the day of peace just for me. So let’s move on.
My number one attempt was to visit the largest botanical garden on the island, after that for the end of the day – beach, between which one of the favorite towns on the island I wanted to walk one day on the same street, then return to one of the botanical gardens. The plan had started relatively well since the morning. Lunch break I decided to spend  in my favorite city at the beginning of the story.
After breakfast in the apartment and the first morning coffee without which I am not going anywhere, if I do not get to drink coffee in peace I always have enough time to bring it with me or I buy coffee to go somewhere on my way. I had the whole day in front of me, so that the others had all the working days, I was the only one free and I did not want to spend it on the beach all day. Even though there were such days.

After visiting the first and largest botanical garden on the island, I move into my favorite town by the name of Rabat. I work there for a break and give you the pleasure to keep me all day chasing. But it’s time to get rid of my biggest enemy so far. One more, apart from an independent trip on the island. It came in for lunch and afternoon coffee. Although I was fighting with myself at that moment and I did not know if I would cry, scream or return to the apartment. It was time for another fear in my life to get out of the list. So for the first time in my life I sat alone at the restaurant, followed by an afternoon coffee. And so it just came out. It is my turn to break all my fears and that are no longer part of my life.




That day I felt somehow special and at the same time proud because I made one of the greatest things in my life and felt that after that I could absolutely do everything I imagine and there is not thing that could stand on my way.

This day I want to finish this way. If you are setting your own obstacles yourself, and you are yourself the greatest enemy yourself when you are convinced that something is not possible. Because everything. And everything is possible. Only if you really want to.
That day I decided that it was time to write a blog, even though by then I thought I could never write such a thing, that it was not for me. And here I am, the blog has been in existence for more than two years and is one of the projects I’m particularly proud of. The next big thing I decided was learning a new language that I only met through a series and I knew only some basics, in addition to that, the goal I set myself was to give myself. For a year since that day I learned a new language and moved to that country – COMPLETELY ALONE.

Did it go hand in hand? On some other occasion. Regards from Malta of a tired and lost travel optician!