Strawberry Festival

This weekend was generally eaten up by working on a take home exam but I decided that I would check out the Strawberry festival in Mgarr on Sunday. We had heard some rumors that every bus that was going to Mgarr was packed full and was not stopping to pick up passengers. The options were that we could call a taxi or walk. A bunch of us girls decided to walk... for two and a half hours... at 12:30 aka the hottest part of the day. I was okay with it, it made for a good adventure and I think that the walk was better than the actual festival itself. The festival took place in the main square and you could buy various drinks and food made with strawberries but the absolute chaos of buying a ticket to actually buy something was horrific; lines were nonexistent. Either way I got to see something cultural, which I really don’t get to do too often. Not only was there a lot of pandemonium going on at the festival, getting a bus home was another experience altogether. I almost got in the way of a fight between two men who were annoyed about people pushing and they decided that getting aggressive with each other would be the best way to solve the problem. The irony was that they were both near the front of the line and had no problem getting one. Anyway, that’s what has been happening lately, I’m excited that my three visitors arrive this week so we can go on some adventures and relax a bit. Hopefully I’ll get back to writing more frequently again soon. 

After 2.5 hours, we finally arrived