Malta, Hours 1 through 12

We arrive in Malta at 11am... we drove to the Hostel, and found the whole building to be abandoned. So we set up shop in a lovely large room and got changed, before heading down to the beach for lunch;








Upon our return, I began to feel delerious and ill.



And as if things couldn't get any worse, all of my clothes fell off.



We changed for the afternoon, taking into acount my newfound allergies;




We set off on a romantic sunset walk around the town of St. Juliens. There wasn't much here, to be honest. As it began to get dark, we thought it best to head home, having discovered only two local beauties; the harbour, and the alcohol shop.





When we returned, I ushered Olivia into the back room. I said to her "It's your birthday. So go in there and put something pretty on, while i prepare your birthday dinner."

So Olivia put something pretty on;



while i prepared a wonderful, open air dinner of White wine, with salt and pepper. Basebavitch joined us for this most special of occasions.



Lots of fun ensued, across all three courses;




The thing with meals is... when the meal is just wine, lots of fun really does ensue...







Followed by lots of passing out...