At one point living in Gozo and having to go to Malta to show up for a meeting I wished I owned a helicopter to avoid the crazy traffic in Malta. To go from Marsalforn in the northern part of Gozo to Birgu in the south-eastern region of Malta I needed to catch a bus in Marsalforn to Victoria in the centre of the island (Capital of Gozo) and from there another bus to Mgarr (Ferry terminal) in the east side. The ferry would then take about 20-30 minutes depending on the currents and the weather to reach Cirkewwa the terminal on the other end’s northernmost part-the bigger rock. From there another three buses; Cirkewwa to Univerity of Malta area and from there to Marsa and then to Birgu. This trip took a total of 4 hours. I was attending a team building activity for Valletta 2018 Foundation where I met some of the employees who are contributing to the magic happening in Valletta in 2018 as well as some Maltese artists, which made the trip well worth the 4 hours. On my way back, leaving at 9:30 PM it took 2 hours to be in Cirkewwa, the weather was getting worse in terms of wind from which the rain couldn’t use well; or at least the plants couldn’t really benefit much of, I later learned. The 12:00 AM ferry was cancelled due to the weather conditions that prevented the ferry to berth anywhere near the terminal. I arrived home at 3 AM. It was an interesting trip that day; I could’ve chosen to stay at some hotel in Mellieha in the northern region as there were some night buses going to that part. I felt I needed to go “Home”. Home was Gozo at that precise moment. Although my mother isn’t there. But everything that connects me to her is. When I told my now Gozitan friends; they said I now knew what it means to be a Gozitan.