Malta : Għajn Tuffieħa Bay

written by: kaila medina / images by: jean pierrot & sarah booj

we were on the brink of a heavy rainstorm, the waters churning, wind howling, but there was a quiet and eerie peace about the bay. we slept on the beach that night, listening to the wind trying to rip our tents apart, the waters crashing only feet from where we lay.

You have seen this landscape before. Malta has been used in countless films and TV shows, most famously in Game of Thrones, first season. Most commonly you will see the azure window, a beautiful arch crossing over part of the breathtaking waters of the Mediterranean Sea, but that isn’t all that Malta has to offer.

Although an island, Malta has few sandy beaches. One local favorite, Għajn Tuffieħa Bay, is also my own personal favorite. The flaming sunset, mixed with red sands and fierce spring sea waves, make this beach, his beach near Golden Bay, as picturesque as it gets. This beach is so beautiful it makes you question everything you've deemed beautiful before. Hidden down a terrifying flight if endless stairs, this beach is visited all year round.

It may have been the weariness that lingered in my bones from kayaking all day, or maybe it was the nostalgia that nature brings me, all I know is this place left a stamp in my soul. It’s beauty, its raw nature; all tucked away in a small and bustling tourist island that is Malta.

the rhythms of my youth / remembering palestine

The days were cooler than expected when we arrived in Palestine, a few of us girls would sneak up to the rooftop light up a cigarette or two and mull over the day's events. We were always crouched low against the safety walls, because "they" were watching. I could never figure out if it was the Israeli side or the Palestinian side but someone was. Rooftops and balconies had become our place of quiet, of rest, of conversations that challenged the core of what we believed. Those rooftops often shared heavy doubts and uncontrollable laughter. The best. The worst. More often than not it would share our silence as we took in the beauty and the sadness of this land, when we ran out of words to describe everything we saw, how we could feel so alive and how sometimes we felt so very useless...

Peru: Cusco

Cusco is the historical center of Peru. It's the most visited city in Peru because it's the home base for Machu Picchu and lots of other surrounding ruins.

I don't know what I was expecting, but I wasn't expecting terracotta roofs and white walls, connected by steep, narrow streets of endless stairs. We spent one day soaking it in, walking around with our cameras, talking about what we wanted to do in Peru. 

When we flew in during the afternoon, we were surprised by the mild temperatures. It was winter in South America, and we were afraid it'd be colder. When we stepped outside the following morning, the freezing temperatures took our breath away. Now we understood why the locals, particularly the women, were wearing so many layers. [ don't forget to pack your parka! ]

Images & Travel Guide by: Yuriy and Julia