days like this

...lead to, nights like this. No, they just simply lead to brownies, with ice cream. And brownies lead to wave-hunting.

I don't know who is to be blamed, but someone made Poseidon angry. Angry? Someone made him furious. Enormous waves have hit the coast of Malta today. We couldn't get enough of the spactacle and were looking for better and better spots to watch the power of the sea. Almost blown away by the wind, we decided to leave, and suddenly we found ourselves in the magical world of the Hilton Hotel. Pretending to be richer than we actually are, we've spent there a little time. We might go back there again :)

where are you, beautuful blue?

cat's village, still there :)

Hilton