In Malta

After taking a London bus at 3:47, a 4:30 Gatwick Express, a 6:30 flight, and a few ancient, yellow busses after landing (one of which broke down), we're here in Malta having a Cisk (local lager) on our sunset-facing balcony.

Cisk

It looks like I'm already starting to get a tan, shedding the three months of paleness I've accumulated since the Lent term started. This is good, because I'll be spending a lot of my time indoors studying for exams when I get back.

But, fortunately, that doesn't happen for another week. So, until then, it's beaches, boats, etc.
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