Exploring a Wee Island in the Mediterranean

The only time that I willingly get up at 3am, is when something airport related is happening. Be it picking up someone off a flight, or heading out to catch a flight of my own. On a random Tuesday in July, that is exactly what I did, catching a flight to the sunny paradise of Malta, leaving behind London, who after a heatwave has turned a bit grey.

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