Mosta: Nothing Special.

Mosta itself though?  I probably wouldn’t bother – hence the title of this piece.  It’s a pretty uninspiring town, just the usual shops, no particularly enticing bars or restaurants that I noticed.  I’m sure it’s a perfectly nice place to live, but I could not find any compelling reason for a touristic visit.

I’ve been to the town on many occasions at this stage, so can certainly call myself at least ‘Very Familiar’ with Mosta.  So what exactly did I do in Mosta?

– I had a haircut!  A popular, proper barbershop it is too, called Manuels and quite near the church.  Seems to be full all the time so it’s obviously got a good rep with the locals.

– I went to a health store!  Shanti has a selection of the usual twice-as-expensive-as-unhealthy-products you expect to find in such establishments.

– I visited the Rotunda!  Sorry, already mentioned that.  I visited twice actually, though it’s totally not worth a second visit.

– I ate an English breakfast!  No surprise there then.  It was fine.

– I went shopping for clothes!  There are a few shops, but nothing to go out of your way for.  In fact the best reason I can think of to go shopping for clothes in Mosta is if you have had some sort of clothes related emergency while you were already in Mosta.

– I went to a Festa!  Now that was good, one of the better village festas I’ve been to, the place was lit up like a Christmas tree.

– I went to the public clinic!  Had to get some x-rays after banging my elbow pretty badly.  Not a great experience, although it’s a free service if you’ve got an ID card and getting x-rays at a private clinic are pretty expensive.

– I had a beer!  Which was more fun than waiting for the x-ray.