We went to the Hospitaller's castle. It is in ruins, but still very beautiful, for its situation and for the sense of hope and time. The walls are heavy stone, with fig trees, lobelia, and thistle growing from the cracks. A display of broken columns from elsewhere was spread out, but we just wandered around in the brilliant sunlight, noting lizards, wildflowers, and views.
For lunch, we went to a random restaurant that turned out to be fantastic. It probably has to do with the food being fresh and local, with plenty of olive oil, garlic and care.
Then we walked.
And dinner? Cuttlefish in its own ink and more strawberries.