We’re staying in a modern, huge, apartment block. It’s a long story, but a mixture of incompetence on my part, a labrynthian underground car park and some other mysterious gadgets meant it took 40 minutes to get back in after my morning walk. But hey – it’s a holiday.
The forecast was pretty rubbish but headed off on the ferry to Valletta.
Actually it was hardly even a light drizzle, and that was the last time we needed the brolly.
And it’s a great way to arrive in a new city.
Booked a walking tour in the afternoon so got our bearings and enjoyed Valletta. And the weather improved throughout which helped.
Noting the thickness of the City Walls – serious worries about the Ottomans attacking again.