Once within half an hour of Malta it cleared up and the approach was over Gozo, down the east coast, steep turn to starboard off Marsaxlokk and landed at Luqa.
Sunny, breezy and about 14, a fleece but not a proper coat. Needed the ancient hat though as the sun was a bit bright.
The apartment for this year is a bit bright, too.
Not too shabby for this years balcony view, quite a bit larger than we're used to as it has a table and four chairs on it and there's still room to move. Sunny till sunset but as we don't yet know what time to expect to be taking coffee in the morning sun. Tomorrow should answer that. I'm sure that we'll get used to it soon enough.
We made some inroads into becoming acclimatised this afternoon. There are no supermarkets open locally just corner shop which was a tad on the expensive side. However, Cisk, for the immediate thirst, milk for the afternoon tea and a bottle of something red for later.
I wouldn't normally do this but I thought a glimpse of the bedroom may lift the spirits of any still enduring cold, damp, dull dreariness.
I do hope that such a view is a fillip to you, whoever and wherever you may be as it is working wonders for me.
Lest you all think that it has been a totally wonderful day you should know that the telly doesn't work and the only milk we could get was long life stuff which, as you should also know, does not do even tea bag tea any favours.
Oh, and we can't find a coffee maker either, so it's just as well we brought one. I hope that hunger does not rear its head until a shopping expedition has been undertaken as all we have is Christmas cake.
At 0900 tomorrow a man what does is coming to do what needs being done so we can't get out before he's gone. I suppose that we'll just have to take it easy and see how the day goes.
One does feel rather privileged and grateful.
Another year, eh?
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