Your night, stop by stop
Cirkewwa launch
We catch the first small boat out of Cirkewwa before the tour crowds arrive, watching the cliffs go past in the early light.
Empty Blue Lagoon
We swim the Blue Lagoon while it's still ours, the water that absurd turquoise it only is when nobody else is in it yet.
Lunch on Comino
We eat fresh ftira and cold beers at the little shack above the cove, salt still drying on our shoulders, in no rush to leave.