Missed the ferry

We could have run and caught it.

Wednesday's almost gone and that's half the week already.

Monday began with a phone call wondering if I'd like to look at a boat.
Which I did for most of Tuesday.

MSC Splendida

Also on Monday I had a txt from a few hotels down the road from the hotel where our friends from Wiltshire are staying. A couple known to us from home are staying there for a week. In another life we went out in boats together. He likes looking at boats too. His wife has some things in common with mine.

It was great to meet them this morning, take a ferry, stroll to a garden, make a descent in a lift, catch another ferry and stroll to Café Brasil where my aforementioned boating friend was already well settled in.
Now I have been invited to a tug on Friday, if we go to Mosta tomorrow that's the week gone.

Leaving everyone for the afternoon we retraced our path and leisurely meandered back, via the pastizzi vendor to our balcony in the setting sun.

We missed the ferry back, not by much but by enough so we waited half an hour sat beside Marsaxmett harbour in the shade looking directly at our balcony in the sun.

Half an hour soon passed as did the trip back on the ferry. Sat opposite us was "Ken from Ottawa" who retired six weeks ago and seeing as Ottawa is currently -26°C and under 6ft of snow he's here. He'd been in construction for 40 years and walks 20k a day so he can still smoke and drink but not as much as he'd like to. It's good for his health he said. Wouldn't disagree. His wife has three years before she can retiire so she's currently shovelling snow. Nice guy. Good to listen to him.

Now I don't feel so bad about going off looking at boats.

And I'm glad we missed the ferry.