After being escorted to the airport by my favorite man, I flew to Alghero. Here I caught a bus, found my hostel, and called the owner to let me in. He is on the bike, so I will take a lunch first. A lunch on the beach!
Yes the beach!!! The American 20-something tradition of a spring break has made it's way to Italy. I was able to see the best sea in Italy.
Although my plan was to see many sights, I ended up spending four days on the beach, reading/sleeping. What was I reading you ask? Well, Robinson Crusoe, of course. He was on an island, I was on an island.
The sea in Sardegna is green, blue, and clear. With the deep relaxation and peace comes wonderful thoughts. Like:
Hmm...I think I was made to live on a beach.
Oh, that cute kid playing in the sand. I remember when that was fun. It wasn't THAT long ago. I am not yet old.
Man, those waves are pretty constant. They change, but they are the same. I may have moved to Italy, but I am me, and will always be.
With such a perfect setting, I think everything will be ok. Marco will get a job on a beach, and we will live happily ever after. :) (Obviously...)
Then I decide to see the Grotto de Neptuno. I ask the man for a boat ride (in Italian, because I am improving..) nope, closed until next week.
So I will take a bike ride in the national park. I go to rent a bike. Nope, closed on Sundays.
Grotto seen from Alghero
What I spent the weekend doing
Different shades of blue in the water!
I learned how well I do on my own speaking in the native language. My Italian really has improved. I have learned how absolutely necessary spring break is. It really does ease the mind, and tan the skin.
I also learned how much I miss the man when he is far away. (More than I thought.)
Final opinion of Sardegna....GO PEOPLE! (But maybe not in the low season when nothing is open.)
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