Red wingtip over the Alps

I was going to say sorry for posting another aerial view, but in fact I think this is lovely. In fact it made me wish I was going to Switzerland, to the mountains (and back 30 years or so in age) rather than to Malta, but there you are. Malta was just as the forecast promised - windy, wet, cold - and we had spectacular lighting during dinner, but the company was good, we drank a bit, we talked too much, we laughed.

Tomorrow morning we will be able to discuss what we want to do. I’ll probably opt for walking in the wet - why break the habit of a lifetime?