Sardinia
September 27
When we arrived in Sardinia, we met Pietro and Antonella and had lunch with them after a little
sightseeing. Pietro is one of our Skype language partners. Later that afternoon
we continued to Alghero and checked into our apartment.
The Dolphin beach in Porto Torres
Alghero is a pretty town until you get a couple
of blocks away from the water. Our landlord, Pierpaolo, was a very nice person
and the apartment was quite adequate. Because of problems with the car, we
arrived rather late. We had called Renault Assistance, and they sent a truck to
tow our car to the garage. We walked to the nearby supermarket and did a little
more shopping, then went to dinner at a nearby restaurant.
September 28
Because this was Sunday, repairs to the car
would be delayed. We walked along the waterfront into the old town center and
looked around before having lunch at a pizzeria. The walk was pleasant, but it
was surprisingly warm and rather humid. We decided to have dinner that evening
at the same restaurant (it was quite good) and would cook dinner in our
apartment the following night.
September 29
Monday we did some laundry, then spent more time
walking along the waterfront and stopping for a gelato. We checked on the car
repairs, and indications were that it would be ready on Tuesday. Mel was able to
produce a very nice dinner despite the limitations of our kitchen.
September 30
Tuesday was a rather stressful day with one
delay after another. Renault Assistance took very good care of us, but their
failure to return phone calls was very annoying. Eventually we were able to go
pick up our car at something after 5 o'clock in the evening. We still had a long
drive to get to Cagliari, but were able to arrive by about 8:30. We got checked
into our apartment and then went out to find dinner. Wouldn’t you know it, we
had booked an apartment in the only place in Italy that doesn’t have a
restaurant easily within walking distance. We walked around quite a bit and saw
some girls carrying pizza boxes, so we stopped to ask them where they had
purchased their pizza. Fortunately, the pizzeria was close by. They had a dining
room as well as take out. We learned that on Sardinia, horse is a very common
meat. In fact, the menu had about six different cuts of horse, and one of beef.
At least it tasted like beef. By the time we got back to the apartment after
dinner, we were both incredibly tired. Mel woke up at a reasonable hour the next
morning, but I slept until 10 o'clock.
October 1
Wednesday morning we had a leisurely breakfast,
then went out to find the local open air market. We returned to the apartment
and had lunch, then drove to a nearby town named Pula.
Pula is a lovely little town,
and we wished we had stayed there rather than in Cagliari. We had a gelato and
then walked around the town and looked into the local church. We drove back to
our apartment and made reservations for dinner at a local restaurant. We walked
to that restaurant and it was a very nice stroll. The restaurant is called Lord
Nelson and the food was excellent. The stroll back to our apartment was
relaxing.
In Pula
October 2
We had read about an archeological site in a
little town named Nora so Thursday we drove there and joined a tour that was
being conducted in English. Since we were late joining the tour the guide asked
us if we spoke English. We told her yes, a little. The tour was very
interesting. The site had been originally settled by the Phoenicians, then
captured by the Carthagenians, and finally by the Romans – urban recycling.
After the tour we continued on to Sant Antioco - a little island on the
southwest coast. It was charming. We headed back to Cagliari for our last night
on Sardinia.
Roman mosaic floor
Roman ruins
The tower
The water is crystal clear and the
beach looks great
October 3
Friday was our last day in Cagliari and we had
arranged for a walking tour. We killed time before the tour having lunch and
walking around on our own. Our tour guide was a French girl who had moved to
Cagliari. After the tour we made our way to the ferry dock and then onto the
ferry to Sicily. It was another overnight
ferry but at least we could communicate with the crew. The cabin was much like
the one on the French ferry, except cleaner and in better repair. The food was
just as bad.
The Elephant Tower and the Cathedral |