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Growing up in Bangladesh under the tropic of cancer, I never thought I would miss the Sun and chase after it to the Mediterranean denying hating Sun at 45-degree celsius and 95% humidity all my life. And here I am praying to the randomness of weather for sunshine in Malta during my escape of freezing and gloomy winter of Estonia. This was my first ever solo trip to Europe, utilizing my stay here as much as I could. While my parents were panicking letting their little child venture upon his dream of conquering the world, I cannot deny the fact that I was not scared a bit myself too. It is difficult to come out of the comfort zone and welcome the chaos of the world to consume you. Like, everyone, I also did my homework during my solo trip to India and benignly forced my introvert inner-self to be more gregarious, more welcoming, more accepting of the unknown fates contrasting the same me who would try to control every possibility. Nevertheless the awkwardness, you may experience initiating a conversation with someone you have never known, the very moment you will realize how intimately we celebrate the commonality of our existence. The realization from my India trip helped me to shape this trip to Malta and become acceptable to whatever may come across your journey if not good friends. While I was indulging myself in the Mediterranean breeze and sound, I recognized the guy who I was flying to Malta together walking by me two times. It was almost midnight and I was struck by my conservatism about initiating a conversation. But he was alone too and calculating the worst-case scenario of having a no answer, I said, 'hi' and asked if he is also having a solo trip. The very moment we became friends, grabbed beers, enjoying the breeze and the quietness breaking waves hitting the shore. The next day we traveled to Valetta the whole day without any concrete itinerary followed by Mdina the following day. The trekking from Dingli Cliff to Blue Grotto was the crowning jewel of the whole trip. Listening to bachs symphony and walking along the thousand years old cliff was a life-changing experience with a friend I just made a day ago. Little did I know that the moment of courage it took that night would present me with such a company during the whole trip quadrupling the fun of my trip. Talking to the bartender British girl listening to her story in Malta being half-drunk, sharing a meal with an Italian guy in Valletta, helping a Brazilian woman navigate through her way home, making a Taiwanese friend at Paphos airport after leaving malta back and knowing that we lived in the same hostel and took the same flight and contemplating on the fact that, "Damn, I could have been more active and more upfront less introvert".