Setting Sail from Sliema

As the sun began its gentle ascent over the horizon, I found myself at the Sliema Ferry Terminal, a place bustling with anticipation and the promise of adventure. The air was filled with the salty tang of the sea, a scent that always stirs memories of my youthful travels across Europe by train. This time, however, I was trading the rhythmic clatter of train wheels for the gentle lapping of waves against the hull of the MV Kataleya, a vessel that promised to carry me to the enchanting islands of Gozo and Comino.

Arriving early, I was reminded of the many mornings spent waiting on train platforms, the excitement of a journey yet to unfold. Boarding the boat, I was greeted by the warm smiles of fellow travelers, each of us eager to claim the best seats. I chose a spot inside, near the large windows, where the breeze danced through, much like the wind that would rush past open train windows in my younger days. The view was spectacular, offering a panorama of the Maltese coastline as we set sail.

Discovering Gozo’s Charm

Our first stop was the island of Gozo, a place that seemed to exist in a time of its own, much like the quaint villages I would pass through on my European rail journeys. Disembarking at Mgarr Harbour, we were whisked away by bus to the picturesque Xlendi Bay and the historic city of Victoria. The Citadel, with its ancient walls and commanding views, stood as a testament to the island’s rich history.

The journey to Victoria was not without its hiccups, reminiscent of the occasional delays on the railways. A slight chaos ensued as we waited for transport, but it was a minor inconvenience in the grand tapestry of the day. Once in Victoria, the charm of the city enveloped us, and I found myself wandering through its narrow streets, much like I would explore the hidden corners of a European town.

The Allure of the Blue Lagoon

Returning to the MV Kataleya, we set course for the island of Comino, home to the famed Blue Lagoon. The crystal-clear waters shimmered under the midday sun, inviting us to dive in and experience its refreshing embrace. It was a moment of pure bliss, akin to the serene landscapes viewed from a train window, where time seems to stand still.

As we cruised past the Santa Maria Caves, I was reminded of the tunnels and bridges that punctuate the European railways, each with its own story to tell. The day was drawing to a close, and as we made our way back to Sliema, I reflected on the journey. It was a day filled with discovery and nostalgia, a reminder of the beauty that lies in the slow, deliberate exploration of the world around us.

The Gozo and Comino Day Cruise was more than just a trip; it was a journey back in time, a chance to relive the romance of travel that has always been close to my heart. For those who, like me, cherish the art of slow travel, this cruise is a delightful escape into the past, where every moment is savored and every view is a postcard waiting to be captured.