Malta: Marina Views, Missed Flights & Midgie Fights
A stay in Marsaskala that started with a missing passport and ended with pasta, beer festivals, and a slightly damaged hire car.
Originally, this was meant to be a two-week escape to the sun with my mate. Booked for 14 days in July. Easy. Except I lost my passport.
So, I did the sensible thing: dropped my friend off at the airport (Monday), sulked, scrambled for an emergency passport, and finally flew out Friday from Manchester.
Shout out to Ryanair — standard budget flight, took about 3.5 hours. No frills. No legroom. I slept through most of it (to the dismay of nearby passengers — apparently I snore like a cartoon bear).
Why Malta?
I’d been before and absolutely loved it — so much so, I wanted to go back and do it right. The first time we stayed in a hostel in St Julian’s (Hostel Del Malta, I think?), which was fine but very tourist-heavy. I wanted something quieter, more local.
This time, we stayed in Marsaskala — and I’m so glad we did.
Malta in Moments
The Stay: Aquamarine Apartments – Third Floor, Marsaskala
📍 Aquamarine Apartments on Booking.com
⭐ My Score: 9.5/10
This place? Spot on.
- Third-floor apartment with marina views
- One-bedroom, two-bed setup: double bed + comfy fold-out sofa bed
- I spent my entire 10 days on the sofa bed (passport karma), and honestly? No complaints
- Cleanliness was immaculate — when I got there and according to my mate who arrived four days earlier
- Wi-Fi, iron, AC, lift access, balcony, marina views — all present and correct
- Even the communal areas (stairs, lift) were spotless
💬 Only issue? The parking. Think sardines.
If you’re hiring a car, go small or prepare for some bumper-based drama.
What We Got Up To
Marsaskala was a dream — calm, clean, and local-feeling without being dull. We spent nights on the balcony watching fireworks from the village fiesta, still roasting in 26–27°C heat even after dark. Suntan lotion was a daily essential — and on the days I didn’t bother, I looked like I’d been grilled.
Highlights:
- Exploring Malta’s catacombs and war museums — the island’s WWII history is no joke, and it shows
- Day trip to Gozo (car ferry included) to visit Rotunda of St. John the Baptist — stunning architecture, let down slightly by vandalised roof walkways
- Malta’s small size meant we could drive across it in under 90 minutes
- The roads? Bit chaotic. Maltese drivers love a last-minute swerve. Full insurance strongly recommended.
- Our rental car left with a little bumper damage thanks to a too-tall speed bump — fair play, Malta.
- We skipped Blue Lagoon due to peak-season chaos but visited plenty of quieter coastal spots instead
Food, Friends & Malachy’s
- Most dinners were spent at Angela’s Restaurant near the marina — pasta heaven
- A lot of nights ended outside Malachy’s playing cards with locals. I promise I’m 37, not 67 — but you know what? I wouldn’t change it for the world
- Zion Bar had great live music and atmosphere, but the midgies were relentless. Bring repellent or wear chainmail
- Spent a day at Café del Mar — stunning venue, expensive sun loungers (€150 for luxury ones, which did include table service)
Unexpected Highlight
The Farsons Beer Festival. Completely free. Huge venue with multiple arenas, great energy, and ice-cold pints.
If I go back to Malta (and I will), I’m timing it around this festival.
Flight & Travel Details
- Airline: Ryanair
- From: Manchester Airport
- Duration: 3.5 hours
- Local travel: Rented car (100% worth it), didn’t use buses but they’re meant to be well air-conditioned
- Parking: Tiny. Stressful. Hilarious.
The Verdict
This trip had it all: a rocky start, balcony beers, brilliant food, and amazing people. Marsaskala felt like the real Malta — not touristy, just local life with sunshine and charm.
My only regret? Not getting there sooner.
⭐ Final Score: 9.5/10
- Comfort & Cleanliness: 10/10
- Location & Views: 10/10
- Local Food Scene: 9.5/10
- Atmosphere & Authenticity: 9/10
- Parking Stress: 3/10 😂
- Friendliness of Locals: 11/10
- Overall Experience: Worth every sunburn
Got Malta tips? Let me know. Got your own passport horror story? Tell me so I feel better.










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