The next day we continued touring the island of Sardinia car. We came to a field where small amounts of spilled round stones, stacked as if they had fallen from the sky. The effect was even more curious because in the vicinity of these mounds there was not a single loose stone.
We arrived at a beach north of the island.
We were near Capo d'Orso , named after a giant rock that looks like a bear. After going discarding road after road with the car, we discovered that the cove that was intended to reach private and could not get in any way. So we had to circle big enough to go south. Along the way, a giant tortoise was roasting on the tarmac. I know the photo is very interesting, but I like turtles, appear as if they had thousands of touring the island. The swim in water but did not seem to make too much grace, though we were not safe, the turtles are noted for their expressiveness.
After traveling a bit, we found a house at a good price, pool, and quite near the sea in a well-kept village called La Conia . This was what we saw from the room
And this is the house:
The next day, August 29 (yes, been a year of delay in the blog!), try going to a sub-island of Sardinia, called Magdalene . It was a bit bumpy, the car arrived at the port, bought two tickets and we got no car, the ferry. Grave error: to reach the other side, there were no buses, no boats to tourists visiting the coves, beaches even close. So we went back to Sardinia (another half an hour), and again we crossed by ferry, but this time with a car. So I had time to take some pictures of the ride.
were not much on Magdalena Island, and it was afternoon, and we wanted to reach a sub-sub-Caprera island called , connected by bridge. We ate at an inn between bees, and I drove out (although I had permission.) In the absence of usual, hit the road half-filled reverse hostel earth, but when the dust cloud cleared and we had gone.
picture from the road:
The two islands are full of coves. In the Magdalena have to walk a little:
The coves of Caprera, however, are beside the dirt road around the island. It's all completely natural, too bad the dirt road was three meters wide and had cars flowing in both directions. It was pretty stressful, and I enjoy the famous Italian forward. But the beaches were incredible.
stayed a while in this little beach, I think Magdalena Island:
The key is to have a yacht and go walking beach after beach.
We returned to the ferry.
And, at night, crossed the strait:
August 30, last day on the island, go down the east coast, through mansions with helipad and other luxuries. We go down to a creek.
Looking food we Porto Rotondo, a peninsula with two beaches on either side of the road. One was empty, because there was algae and smelled bad, and the other was filled with white sand, clear water and fishes visible from afar. This is the beach of algae:
In the evening we returned to the airport. We spent almost an hour to return the car, despite having a knock on the door went through the patch without problems. In Sardinia, to hire the car, they warn that the door scratch can cost 150 euros. At first it seemed odd. But to see almost all roads were for one and a half, and the sides had bushes, I understood. Furthermore, in the mountains there are many curves with poor visibility, and could not understand why there was no shock at every step. In Argentina I used to play the horn in such cases, but here no one did. Apparently, the key is to rely on others to be cautious and moderate speed (as well as having a stranglehold on the size of the car, half-circular to wheel out). At the time I realized that I would have to learn to drive and rely on other drivers.
After returning the car, we ran to the airport and discover that our flight from reality left an hour earlier than we thought. We had no car, no hotel, no. Fortunately, or miracle, the flight was very late and they let us embark (thanks, RyanAir unknown hostess!). In the end, we Girona two hours later than planned. Luck smiled at us: we had not paid the tap of the car door, and we have flown half an hour late arriving. Of course, there I changed my fate: I was starving, and I was sure I had a bus to Barcelona every hour. It is not: there is only one immediately after a Ryanair flight arrives (although I think the pay Catalonia). So, for my hunger, we had overnight at the airport. But at least we were close to home.
My opinion is that Sardinia is a very very recommendable place to visit. Its beaches and geography change at every step, and are very impressive. Is close to Barcelona, \u200b\u200bso it's easy to find a cheap flight, the food is good and cheap, and the property is well priced. In general, everything seemed to 25% cheaper than in Catalonia. The roads are narrow but they are all paved (except in Caprera) and in good condition. It is, yes, need to rent a car, as I believe that there are no trains and bus service appears to be zero. But in summary, again without hesitation, and even if circumstances permit, would have no problem in a few years living there.
