A postcard from Comino
Happy New Year!
Comino it would seem although impromptu was out ﬁrst trip of 2020.
Technically, it is winter but we have been lucky enough to experience some unseasonably warm days.
I woke up to a bright day with the sun high in the sky having risen hours before me.
Malcolm suggested a trip to Comino and I didn’t need much persuading. Even with 30 minutes notice!
Comino is the (smaller) sister island of Malta and Gozo and is nicely sandwiched between the two.
The smallest island houses the crystal clearest of azure waters the Mediterranean has to offer and is home to the breathtaking Blue Lagoon.
During the height of summer, Comino is a top attraction for locals and tourists alike. It is often extremely busy. In spite of this, I am always delighted by the thought of visit. I had never taken a trip during winter before and the idea filled me with excitement.
Travelling to Comino
Comino is accessible by boat only so we headed to the pier opposite Riviera Hotel, Marfa to catch a ferry. Comino Co-op ferries depart hourly until 15:45 and a return ticket costs 13:00 EUR each. Journey time is around 20 minutes.
Travelling to an island which can only be reached by boat sends my sense of adventure into overdrive.
It ties in with the saying that all good things comes to those who wait.
And it’s true.
We hop on our ferry bound to the paradisaical island Comino or Kemmuna as it is known in Maltese.
I’ve travelled here a few times as a passenger on a friends boat and by ferry. It’s much more personal travelling with friends but I do love hearing the gasps of wonder escaping from people on the ferry as we enter Comino and are greeted by the awe-inspiring caves.
The captain of the ferry further ramps up the excitement by switching off the engine and navigating the boat around the caves. He paused briefly allowing each passenger to see before powering on.
The first time I arrived in Comino I instinctively knew it. I was mesmerised on seeing the bluest and clearest waters I had ever seen.
Comino is just as captivating in winter as it is summer. I love the sea in general and can just sit marvelling at it for hours. It’s therapeutic and I always feel lighter mentally than when I arrived.
Wouldn’t you agree this is the crystal clearest waters you’ve seen in the Mediterranean?
Comino is a remote and tranquil island and has a population of 3 people. Yes 3. It’s 3.5 sq km so we set off to explore this wondrous limestone.
The island is less crowded now than it is during summer and the conditions are near perfect for a picturesque ramble around the island.
With less people around it meant there were hardly any distractions and the overall vibe of the island felt noticeably calmer. We became more mindful, taking all of what Comino had to offer. Walking off the beaten track we took steps which felt unspoilt by recent footprints.
We were very lucky with the weather on the day. Although jumpers were packed and jackets worn the temperature rose to 19/20 degrees. It felt even warmer in the sunshine.
There is no traffic on the island, but I found this one hiding “off the road”.
Abandoned isolation hospital
St Mary’s Tower erected by the Knights of Malta in 1612
Even though our trip was spontaneous, surprisingly we were organised enough to bring sandwiches, drinks and snacks. We found a lovely spot to stop for a picnic overlooking Comino, with views of Cominotto (an islet) and Gozo in the distance.
Just the two of us
Despite being at one of the highest points of the island, in the silence we could hear the sea crashing against the rocks beneath us. As we enjoyed our picnic it felt as if we were the only two humans on the island.
When I travelled solo, one of the things I enjoyed least about the experience was being unable to share the moment. Witnessing a magical phenomena and not have anyone around to say ‘did you see that?’ killed it for me.
The alluring views rendered us into a gentle meditative state. We remained here for a while. Together in quiet contemplation. Our silence communicating to the other that we did indeed ‘see that!’
Then just like that, it was time to go. We made our way back to the pier to head back to Malta. There was a 30 minute wait until the next ferry.
Swimming in January?
Malcolm decided to make the most of the last half hour by taking a dip in the azure waters.
Surprisingly he wasn’t alone. There were a few people enjoying themselves. In the sea. In January.
Ironically, I had met some holidaymakers on new years eve who asked which months they could swim in the sea in Malta. I spoke of dipping my toes in the sea during December. I explained they could reasonably expect to swim between June and October…
but it seems I was wrong.
Love and light,