Your night, stop by stop
Exiles swim
We jump off the rocks at Exiles before the sun gets serious. Bring a towel and something to dry off with after.
Salt-water lunch
We walk into the first place that smells like grilled fish and order whatever the waiter says is good today. Hair still wet.
Rooftop at Cuba
We climb up for a sundowner facing Valletta and stay until the lights across the harbour switch on one by one.