Seoxfordinia - Sardegna

Alex and I went on a well-deserved (well, she deserved it... she just finished a one-year master's and is starting a PhD. I have some impressive friends, I do...) vacation to Sardinia. It's an Italian island, whose only industry, it would seem, is tourism. It's beautiful there, but if you're going to go, go in April or September... you can just tell it's completely overrun in the summer. We arrived in Alghero (in the northwest) and drove to the east coast. It took about four hours, counting getting lost and going the wrong way on a one way street in Nuoro.
Anyway, we finally arrived in Cala Gonone, and took a boat tour to these little cove beaches. The water was brilliant blue (never having been to the Mediterranean before, I was shocked that the water actually looks like that) and the sand was actally rounded white pebbles. Not the soft white sand Alex was so desperately searching for, but still comfortable and sticks to you less.


I'm probably boring you with all these pictures of beautiful beaches and brilliant, clear blue water. Sorry about that. Anyway, after Cala Gonone, we drove back to Alghero and stayed there for the rest of the time. While we were there we took a day trip to Bosa, a little city south of Alghero. The drive along the coast was beautiful... curvy, winding mountain roads with a bunch of crazy guys on motor cycles. Made me wish I was in good enough shape to get on a bike... I saw a few tourists and a few serious-looking roadies while I was out. I clapped and yelled in English and French, but I don't know what you yell in Italian.