A postcard from Valletta
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I arrived in Malta in early December without a plan. The island-nation between Sicily and Tunisia would be a landing spot for a few days while my husband, a director, scouted the large water tanks that Malta is known for in the film industry. As a travel writer, I was lucky to join the ride as a companion; given the pandemic, I was lucky to be traveling at all.
The first morning brought balmy, spring-like sunshine and I itched to get outside while it lasted. Having received a negative test result (at the time, arrivals were required to take a test in order to reduce quarantine measures), I did some online research and historic Valletta churches caught my attention. It turns out that Malta is one of Europe’s most Catholic countries with one of the highest density of churches in the world (359 to be exact). I’m more spiritual than religious but historic houses of worship have always enticed me while travelling, and I’ve visited churches, mosques and temples from Casablanca to Bangkok.