Thursday, March 11, 2010

Valletta


A capital city with the capital "C". A city with so much to it. A city that few like it deserve to be called so. A place which has been through so much in time and history.
A City which in so many ways is just like a book which has been and is still being written, with so may facades that have the history of our country
written in their stone.
A history so rich and yet unknown by most of the commuters that walk through its streets daily.
Its pedestrians who rarely bother looking past the height of the shops' glass windows, few are those that dare wander through the streets and alleys deep in the belly of the City towards the forgotten locations which our fathers have fought for so bravely, shedding their blood to save our identity.
Men whose names have gone forgotten with the passing of time, their blood washed away off the streets they had fought to protect.

A City that has the names of people such as Caravaggio, Mattia Preti, Melchiorre Gafa', Francesco Fieravino and many others to mark its beauty.






Few are the people that know Valletta the way it should be known, partially because there are so many sides to it. If a country had to have a foundation stone, Valletta would have to be the one for Malta.



A City that has been transformed into an architectural museum by the many eras it has been through.
Many battles have scared its streets, facades, and citizens. Many wars have been the cause of its destruction and reconstruction.
Few places on this planet have endured so much.
Few Cities have had so many rulers and governors as Valletta did.

Many are the islands in the Mediterranean but few have had the luck to be placed in history with so much glory and honour as Valletta did.



I dedicate these few photos to my granddad. A man whose soul has left this City a long time ago. He used to tell me stories of battles which had taken place in his City with such pride. Whilst walking through these streets I can still hear his voice, feel his hands on my shoulder. And many like him have made way to what we are.
I will keep walking these roads and hoping to see catch a glimpse of you with your friends some time.

See you Nannu.







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