Regular visitors to this site will remember we spent our 2004 summer holiday on the beautiful island of Sardinia. We enjoyed it so much, we decided to return this year, this time visiting the northern part of the island.
 
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Sardinia Redux
Day 1, at the windsurfing beach of Porto Puddu. Note Sooz’s nice pale English colouring! (But just you wait).
A view from our hotel. The island of isola del Gabbiani is at the end of the isthmus. That’s a fun word. Isthmus.
A different perspective of the sunbathing Sooz. She’s a babe from any angle!
Sir Grantley, the famous climber of beach rock formations.
Not content with vertical pursuits, Grant acquired a skimboard to add horizontal fun to his portfolio.
Ah, but a sound mind is needed with one’s healthy body. Reading Lord of the Flies on the beach...Hmmm.
Don read on the beach as well, a biography of Alan Shepherd. Bifocal sunglasses needed for next year!
A local sand artist was inspired to cast Sooz as a sunbathing mermaid.
A local rock formation (unclimbed by Sir Grant) is said to resemble a large creature of some sort.
We visited a traveling circus with about 25 other local citizens. Really, Sooz just wanted to see the horses!
Cotton candy is handy for those Yosemite Sam mustaches!
Surprisingly, this little circus provided a number of tigers for our enjoyment. No Siegfried or Roy, though.
A fine supper of delicious local fish, it was one of the best fish we had ever eaten!
Enroute to the next beach, we visited Castelsardo, a charming hilltop village.
From there, we went to La Pelosa, the crown jewel of our trip and what must be one of the finest beaches anywhere.
For hundreds of feet in every direction, there was shallow crystal clear water, fine sand, and stunning scenery. Bliss.
Wild garlic grew on the little islands nearby. Mmm. Garlic.
The intrepid garlic hunters mid-quest. Don’s covered up because he gets burned under a 40 watt light bulb!
Grant’s not exactly olive-skinned, either. A liberal slathering of SPF30 is always welcomed.
A good opportunity to see Sooz’s developing tan, by using Don’s porcelain white torso as a gauge.
Even a simple plate of prosciutto and melon was so much better in a little village.
Don ate his with a wee bit more gusto!
One more view of a photogenic local nuraghe, with the ever-present garlic for company.
Waking up very early (8AM, that is) allows one to be all alone on La Pelosa. Fantastic.
Nothing like a local market to walk off the evening’s meal, and to fill up on local trinkets.
The World Cup was on, and we got to see Italy win two of their matches, much to the joy of the locals.
Ah, gelato! Somehow it tastes a lot better on vacation.
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