The ticket seller gave an audibly fed up sigh when I handed him a €20 to pay for my €6 ticket to the museum. "You don't have six euros?" Sometimes, shopping in Malta with anything larger than a fiver you are made to feel like Richard Pryor in Brewster's Millions as he tries to go shopping with his million dollar bill. Anyway, I was allowed to enter, pockets bulging with small change as I jangled my way inside.
