Summer has come! The day before the solstice the air became balmy, the temperature metamorphed from mere numbers inhabiting the object dock docklet in the lower right hand side of my screen into that special shade of the season that causes chromatin remodeling complexes to scream with horror.

Mdina, my favourite medieval city-haunt on the island, is finally being restored by handkerchief capped construction dudes which reach their annual population peak around June. Before or after that time they either enter a chrysalis stage or retreat underground where they hold ridiculously lavish parties with giant sea dwelling wood lice looking things (these suckers really exist and if anyone has a spare one, drop me a line). Anyway, the city feels like it can finally breathe again and winding through the narrow streets looking as tourist-like as possible is a great thing to do.