Well our last day in Gozo…we pretty much crawled onto the Hop On Hop Off bus today…travelled to see the Ggantua Temples, thought to be the oldest free standing structures in the world(in other words, older than dirt and next to the fossils). Dear Mom and Dear Uncle wanted to visit the craft village so that was another stop. Dear Mom got yelled at by a shop keeper for taking pics with her camera when there was clearly a sign that said no photography allowed. I pretended I didn’t know her.
She has a tendency to push “I’m 88 and I’m deaf” to the extremes! *)(*&)&)*_*_)*_)*^&*&%*%^*
One final Cisk and one final look at the harbour before heading back to the UK.