Your night, stop by stop
The Sliema ferries
We catch the little wooden dghajsa across the harbour at dusk, when Valletta's bastions start glowing gold from the water.
Bridge Bar steps
We find the candlelit stone steps under the bridge, grab a glass of wine, and sit on a cushion next to strangers like it's a secret.
Late dinner in Strait Street
We walk into the old red-light alley turned restaurant strip and pick whichever place has the loudest table laughing.