
Ghar Lapsi – another day another swimming hole!
Gym, work, coffee and a quick trip to the street market for veges all done by 8.30am, time for a coffee and on the road by 9.30 heading towards the swimming hole on the west coast.

The swimming hole….

And the Bonnici-Carter-Wulff-Hansen camp at the cove. That sounds like a lot of humans, but actually only four!

Maltese Luzzu (fishing boats) moored next to the rocks.

Filfla Island off the coast.

The boat launching ramp….always a cool turquoise sea welcoming the kiwi Norwegian crew!
A couple of swims and sun baking time for Kat and George, Russ and Sue retired to the cafe on the hill, in the shade and a nice cool breeze.
Then it was home, via the supermarket, Kat and George cooking tea.
Sue dropped the brothers to the airport only to be deterred by…

The “elephant” crane blocking their street upon pick up. Talking to the operator (driving this thing by remote) this crane (concrete pump) is actually called “elephant”
Sue contacted our Serbian friend Milo, and met him after his work (on the cool side – Senglea) for a long overdue catch up….my other surrogate son!
Just a couple of Pics from last night in the evening and our stroll along the Birgu wharf….

George trying to sell left over pizza…

Father son contemplation….in the evening dusk.

And hugs before bedtime!





A shady stop at the public loo and a rest in the shade before heading back into the Birgu fortress walls.
Walking in the restored gardens between the two towering walls. The original wall of old Birgu and the fortifications of the 2nd wall built in the 1600s (the era of the knights).
The original stairways unearthed in the restoration of the walls and gardens.
A bit of a climb out, but we did well, ducking and diving for each hint of shade (and a little rest). We didn’t realise the outside walls at the entrance were so long and more exploring is in order…..the residential areas behind these walls, but that is for another day. We had already had a good two hours on foot, and a cool drink and lunch were beckoning.

































and straight down onto the yachts at anchor!









