Travelling by bus in Malta is an experience in itself. Waspish orange Leyland buses, many of them antiques, swarm around the central bus station, waiting to take passengers and tourists to points all over the island. Mine was called Tracey Star and featured the admonishment 'Eat My Dust!'
The bus to Hagar Qim also stops at the Blue Grotto (see another entry), but my destination was the pair of temples, which are over 5,000 years old and which some say were for the worship of the Goddess.
I was hassled at the first one, Hagar Qim, the slightly more recent of the two, by an over-zealous 'guide'. He encouraged me to jump over the flimsy barriers in order to inspect the antiquities at first hand, and gave me gory, and probably untrue, stories about bowls for blood from sacrifices. So I beat a hasty retreat, and continued on foot to the second, older sight, Mnajdra.
The situation is beautiful, overlooking the sea. It's peaceful and atmospheric. The temples, of limestone, are well preserved considering their age. Mnajdra is aligned to the sunrises on the Spring and Autumn Equinoxes, when the sun strikes a certain stone -- a kind of ancient calendar.
The experience of being at these sights is in a way timeless. It's hard to walk back to the entrance gate and the present day reality of waiting for a bus back to Valletta.