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Exploring Malta and Playmobil

by Ben

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It is a sunny day in Malta and a good day for travelling for three of us at least. Unfortunately, Abby’s head cold is blossoming and she now has a bit of an earache but is still soldiering on.

Exiting our Xlendi apartment was made interesting by the winch system that is available. Right next to our apartment door is a boom on which is mounted a small electric winch. Being seven stories up, the winch is a wonderful amenity with which to transport luggage. Abby was not too convinced with the safety or reliability of the machinery (or maybe it was the operators) so chose to carry her bag down numerous flights of stairs. I guess she is the slimmest of the four of us for a reason.

Gozo/Malta Ferry

Gozo/Malta Ferry

In short order we headed for the ferry. They operate transit system where getting onto Gozo is free but leaving has a price. From our experience the reverse may be a better strategy if they don’t want to attract more residents. I believe everyone is more than willing to go to Gozo and most are reluctant to leave. Charging to leave is not the kind of disincentive they should be offering.

The Maltese Ferry system between Gozo and Malta is the picture of efficiency. These modern ferries operate around the clock and go every half hour.

On the ferry, we again experienced the sullen expressions and terse communication style of many Maltese. They appear quite affable and warm with each other but when a tourist is part of the communication equation a definite coolness sets in. I suppose being outnumbered in your own country by ignorant visitors from abroad does not warm the cockles of anyone’s heart. I would not call these interactions outright rude, but they take some getting used to. I would not say such mannerisms are universal but just very common. I suspect the fact that 80 to 90 percent of locals speak English as well as Maltese is a contributing factor. Tourists immediately speak in English rather than try any Maltese which may irritate the locals. Where is the respect for the local language? I must confess a lack of effort on my part as well. Maltese is a very difficult language with such nuances as “xl”is pronounced “shl” and “gh” is totally silent. One is more reluctant to risk some Maltese when a cold or sharp response is likely.
When we got off the ferry on Malta, we stopped at Melleha Bay to take a walk on the sandy beach in order to take in some brilliant sunshine. We then set course for some ancient temples on the very south of Malta. In general, the main roads on Malta are a refreshing change from the potholed curlicues that are the secondary roads. Even with these more recently paved streets,road speeds seldom go above 60 km/h. However, there was one road section which had an autobahn billboard next to it with a posted speed limit of 70 km/h along with photo radar signs and warnings that “Speed Kills” mounted on various signposts.

As we neared the temples the roads reverted back to more rustic tracks but nothing out of the ordinary until our GPS directed us to take a narrower stone fence lined road. There was a road sign for our destination so it appeared to be a legitimate route. The actual roadbed itself was in fairly good condition but the four to five high foot stone walls on either side felt a bit claustrophobic. Over the next few hundred meters the stonewalls seemed to devour the road width. Suddenly, the small Peugeot we were driving looked like an elephant attempting to negotiate an apartment hallway. I came to a complete stop when it was evident that I needed to pull in both side mirrors to move any further. It didn’t look good. Every 50 meters or so there was a break in the wall to an entrance to a field or farm building. Turning into one of these openings was tempting but to what end? The road we were driving on had to be one way, so driving back would be a last option if it were even possible to totally turn around in some farmer’s field without getting stuck.

We soldiered on even when at one point the folded in side mirror on the passenger side touched the stone wall. The roadway opened up slightly after this and we passed a farmer working on the edge of his field. He didn’t bat an eye at seeing our car using the roadway. Apparently this was a frequently used thoroughfare after all, and a road sign indicating a narrow road width was considered superfluous by the locals.

A few potholed roads later and we arrived at a very well-maintained building and parking lot for a complex of temples dating before the age of Stonehenge. A large school group was on the grounds and a small busload of tourists had just arrived. Our kids did not look too enthused by the prospect of touring the ancient ruins especially with the sudden influx of people. Considering the 32 euro price tag for a family visit, Muriel and I decided we should invest these funds into taking the kids out for lunch instead.

We went to the town of Birzebbuga which is near the main shipping port and factory area of Malta. Despite the industrial surroundings Marsaxlokk Bay was still quite pretty with a wide promenade along half of it. We had another well portioned Maltese meal that was heavy with British and North American influences. Food does a lot to revive a couple of teenagers.

Playmobil Factory

Playmobil Factory

For a total change of pace we decided to take a tour of the nearby Playmobil factory. Playmobil operates the second second largest factory in Malta. It has 800 employees working three shifts a day to produce all the small Playmobil figures sold worldwide. Other factories in Germany and elsewhere make the larger toy components. The factory produces tens of thousands of toys everyday mostly using robotics although there is still a fair bit of old-fashioned assembly line work taking place as well. From the complex processes used for producing each part and the quality of the workmanship you can begin to understand why these plastic toys are so much more expensive than most other plastic toys on the market. As factories go, it looked like a nice work environment where employees rotated jobs to prevent boredom.

Playmobil Factory

Playmobil Factory

During the factory tour we were taught how to assemble a Playmobil figurine by hand which we were then allowed to keep. Some of the smaller production runs are still put together by hand. Playmobil has people throughout Malta who also work part time at home putting together toys.

After our factory tour, we headed to our hotel in Sliema which is in the heart of the densely populated region of Malta. It is a couple of kilometers from the Maltese capital of Valletta. It is really impossible to discern where one town begins and another ends. The streets and traffic are very thick in this area of Malta and one can only imagine what it is like in the summer. Fortunately our hotel has free underground parking. We are in a modern hotel with extremely large rooms. I had booked two rooms since a 4 person room was not available. The cost per room was quite inexpensive so the two rooms together did not put us much above budget. When we saw our rooms I realized we could have fit a large family in each. At least the kids like the idea having their own place.

Muriel and I looked for fixings for a picnic dinner at a mall two blocks away. The mall was a bit of a shock since it was a brand new four storey affair that could compete with anything in North America. Quite a contrast to everything we have seen in Malta so far. The food store attached revealed big city North American prices as well. A long English cucumber goes for 1.90 Euros or a little less than three dollars Canadian. The modern Malta is not necessarily an improvement over the historical but it is nice to have some comforts-except for the food prices in the grocery store which are in sharp contrast to the more reasonable prices we have encountered for most things elsewhere in Malta.

Posted by KZFamily 06:52 Archived in Malta Tagged malta gozo playmobil

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Thanks again Ben for your last well written blog. Sorry to hear that Abby is a bit under the weather. I hope you will soon feel better. Look at the bright side, you will be the first one to get over it and then you can take the lead.
I noticed that my name appeared in the grey area and that my comment only appears when permission is granted. This started after Muriel published a blog pre-maturely. I have re-registered again and I hope to appear in the red again.(I hope I did not screw it up!)
Malta is a very interesting place.I sometimes think that the attitude towards tourists has something to do with their long history of wars and turmoil. Just a thought, I lived through a war too.
You have seen a lot of churches, did you see any protestant churches? Did you see any evidence that the people are church going Christians. Perhaps I ask too much, but it interests me very much.
Now about the food. Rabbit is good eating and has very little fat, I know I ate a lot of rabbit during WW 11 and I live to tell the story. I also enjoy the pictures of your accommodation. By and large it is very nice. Opa.

by G.Koning

Jill will be very excited to see your photos of the Playmobil factory!

by jaalders

8:58 pst 01/02/13
Sounds like a lot of fun and explorations aside from the Playmobil factory , is that not owned by a German company, great products and child safe. Guess that applies to you adults. Ferry is like some runs here but you pay on the way over and feel like you had a free ride back. Wonder about folks who spent all their monies.

by RobBar

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