Saturday dawned, our final day, and we had asked at the start of the week if we could keep our room as we were not due to leave until midnight. As we'd not heard anything, we went up to reception after breakfast, just to make sure only to be told that the hotel was full and we needed to check out by 11am, an hour later.
A little frustrated that they hadn't said anything earlier in the week, as we would have book a boat trip for the day or something similar, we went up to pack. One of the couples we had become friends with kindly said we could leave our cases in their room for the day and, as they were going out in the evening, we could use their room to shower and change ready for our journey home.
So, cases sorted for the day we just needed something to do. Normally, we went down the hill when we went for a walk but I had noticed a sign for Mistra Bay when we had been driving up the hill, and it was only 1km away, so it seemed and ideal please to walk to. Up and over the hill took approximately 1km where we were greeted by a roadsign off to the left saying Mistra Bay 1km, so that would be 2km to in total, and the same to walk back.
The lane off to the left took us down hill and under the road, among farm fields and allotments. Huge, large bamboo plants grew in great clumps and I would not have been surprised if the stems had parted and a panda had wandered out.
Finally, we rounded a corner and the bay stretched out ahead of us.
By the time we had finished our walk we were ready for a cool drink and the only place we could see was a restaurant called Margo's, a pizza restaurant.
We enjoyed a long, cool drink there and sat outside enjoying the sun when the restaurant's cat came to check us out. He was in extremely good condition and sat quite nicely posing for a photo.
While we were there we had a look at the menu and decided to share a pizza.
And just for good measure we finished off with a fabulously light chocolate mousse and a coffee. It was a little gem and a shame we only discovered it on our last day.
We took a leisurely walk back to the hotel and enjoyed the rest of the day before our very uneventful journey home. The routine at the airport was the same on the homeward journey in that as soon as I showed my medical card they took me to one side and patted me down before taking me around the x-ray machines to pick up me belongings from the conveyor. Being 1am, we were the last flight out at 3am and so the airport lounges were empty apart from our fellow passengers.
So, the verdic on Malta.
We enjoyed the break and we enjoyed the warm sun. The Island is nice to travel around but small, and we would have struggled to spend 2 weeks there as neither of us are the type to sit about and sun bathe. Anyone into watersports would be well catered for but 1 week was ample for us. I'm glad I've been but it's unlikely we will go again, there are too many other places to visit.
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