Your night, stop by stop
Late fenkata
We sit down for rabbit stew the proper way, slow-cooked in wine and garlic, the kind of meal that takes its time.
Down to the rocks
We follow the coast past Fond Għadir to the flat limestone shelf below Tigné, where the sea slaps and nobody else is around at this hour.
Swim under the lights
We strip down and get in. The water is black, Valletta is glowing across the harbour, and we have the whole sea to ourselves.