Gozo-mania

No, I'm not talking about Gonzo, the style of porn, but a small Island in the Mediterranean that belongs to a very small country. If you don't know where Gozo is then I suggest you google it! After about two weeks of being locked up in my South Beach apartment preparing my accounting for tax season I decided to take a vacation and possibly film in a country many people have never heard of or thought of going to. So I hopped on a plane, met my bambino at Chicago O'Hare and boarded a 9 1/2 flight to Rome treating my bambino to flat-bed first class (the only way to fly to Europe!)

Another quick flight and we landed in Malta. After picking up the rental car we drove to the car ferry and headed to Gozo where our 4 bedroom private farmhouse awaited. After settling in and getting some rest, the following day we trekked out to see the capitol which boasts a very beautiful citadel. We then had to go back to Malta as some friends flew in for a visit and we picked them up. We wandered through Valletta then stopped by Tom's Bar, a small gay bar near the port and talked to the owner a bit before heading to the airport to pick up my friends. Their flight was a bit delayed so we missed the last car ferry to Gozo for 3 hours so we all went to Paceville to go to the local gay club.....very interesting!


















So all my bambino and I have been doing with our friends is basically catching up on sleep and driving around Gozo a bit. Yesterday we went to a beautiful area for sunset. I'll update more later, but basically I have been trying to take it easy since my schedule before this trip was quite hectic so there may not be much more to say than a herd of goats delayed our car ride or roosters woke us up to early!

Oh, and last night we heard this big explosion but could not figure out what it was but then my bambino opened the refrigerator door and found out that the 7-up glass bottle exploded because it froze!