Marsalforn

My next hop off location was Marsalforn, on the north coast. Here the holiday apartments looked newer and more were on the way. The bigger choice of restaurants also indicated more visitors.

It was time for lunch. Unfortunately the British had been there before me and sabotaged the menus with all kinds of non-food items. I didn't want all day breakfasts, burgers or pizzas. I was hoping to find aljotta, Maltese fish soup.

Finally at the very end of restaurant row I found an Italian restaurant offering it. I also ordered the seafood spaghetti. When it came I was glad the waiter hadn't heard me ask for aljotta, or I would have been unable to finish it. In fact I didn't, because the spaghetti was more like troppo dente than al dente. Still, given that the whole lunch cost what one single dish in Sydney does, I can't complain.

And more so because I had a breezy view over the bay.