Why do I love coming home to Malta? It’s my homeland. I was born in Australia, yet both my parents are Maltese and we still have a lot of family living there. I haven't been back since 2007. The relaxed island calm I've come to love about Malta was a welcome relief and touching down is always a great feeling.
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24 May 2013 - 1:54 PM  UPDATED 6 Sep 2013 - 9:31 AM

As soon as I arrived, I caught up with cousins, aunties, took in the culture, drank amazing local wine and beer, sat in the sun, ate incredible food and chilled out in a local beach-side bar.

More than this, what I really love about Malta is when the lights go off and all the cars are parked for the night. That's when I see Malta as one big rally track! If you know me, you’ll know I make sure I'm on the best race line, whether it's the right side of the road or not, and push every car to its limits, all the time. The twisty back roads of Malta are like heaven to me. We hired a little Peugeot 308 as our “hero car”. I know, not much of a hero.

After a big night of catching up with old mates and my cousin Alex in the party central village of Paceville, I was in the mood for a little rally driving. I jumped into the 308 slug and thought I'd see what it had. Unfortunately, not much. I had it screaming through the gears, up and down the hills, all the way back to the dive of a hotel I was staying at in Ċirkewwa.

I had some faith in this little car. Scaring the hell out of the locals while trying to tap into some of the F1 DNA was on the agenda, but the gearbox packed in. It seemed that I had given my little 308 a bit too much push. The local fixer was not impressed with our 4am text that read: “Hi, I think we may need a new car in the morning. Sorry, I don’t know what happened, but I have no gears.”

Sure, I wasn’t the most popular bloke in the morning when we had no car to get the day underway, but I had a good time!

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