Crocodiles

Being on such a small island as Malta brings about not only a lot of seafood and a vast amount of sea, but also beaches and everything that comes with them. Ice cream stalls are everywhere, and they are of course accompanied by similar places but for hire of deck chairs, parasols, and of course, the purchase of inflatables.

I've always wanted an inflatable crocodile, since as far back as I can remember being taken to the beach (I can only have been about 5 at the time), and this year, my 22nd year, it seems I have finally found myself getting one. Mark had a hand in this too, and I feel I should mention this (as he's the one who bought him for me), he loves Frankie (the croc) as much as I do.

Frankie, through the two trips to the sea he's been on, has gained a personality. He loves fish (especially grilled with olive and tomato sauce), and joking about eating humans for lunch (especially Mark), he hates having sand put on his snout, but loves putting his head underwater, he can be a bit of a perv at times and enjoys me riding on his back more than Mark, he also enjoys riding the waves that are brought along by slightly choppier seas. We've decided that he possibly has a bit of a crush on me, and so is a bit jealous of Mark, but the only way he shows it is through asking Mark if he is, in fact, Lunch with a capital "L".

In all our frolicking at the seaside we have found out much about Frankie, but also talked volumes about ourselves and each other. The connection between Mark and I grows stronger every time we talk, and I can honestly say that this trip was a bloody good idea.

There is a darker side to all of this fun and games though; I am beginning to miss home. Not so much my family, but the people who are dearest to me, I guess I could term them my adopted family and at the top of that list there is, of course, Hayley. I miss her incredibly, and whenever I think about her I long for some girl time with her and her alone. I can't wait until I get back and (hopefully) all her essays are handed in and she has time to spend with me. I feel like a proper girly night is in order, one with popcorn, ice cream, rom coms and all the girly trimmings. I also can't wait to plow through the masses of photos that have been taken from this trip to Malta (showing them all to her) and telling her the many instances in which they were taken.

I'm also thinking of taking up starcraft 2 when I get back, and looking forward to the possibility of a new game, a new experience, and perhaps the chance to get to know some of those people, who I have met in person this trip, a little better.

Anyway, have fun my readers.