|italian fighter jets at the malta international airport (armed?)|
|aerial view of dingli cliffs|
|aerial view of valletta|
|aerial view of valletta, malta's capital city|
|aerial view of tigne point|
|landing at the malta international airport in luqa|
My super-awesome-fiancé-supreme (who may or may not have suggested this nickname) bought me a microlight flying lesson with the Island Microlight Club Malta for last month's instalment of my birthday gift. Microlight planes are very small planes that can only carry up to 400kg. The last time I was in a small airplane was when I was about 12 years old and my father's cousin showed up at our family cottage (and sunk our sailboat) with his float plane.
Flying a small plane was exactly how I remembered (minus the sinking the boat part). The instructor, who was a Maltese Canadian by chance, flew with me from the airport in Luqa up to Bugibba, then along the coast and above our apartment in Sliema. During my flight we also circled over Valletta and the cruise ship terminal. After 30 minutes of tight turns and unpredictable winds I landed feeling like I just got off a really good roller coaster.
Jess was happy to see me safely back on the ground, and perhaps even happier that she didn't have to go for the aerial roller coaster ride.