Sardinia: Where Everything is Easy
Any Eurotrip is bound to come with requisite stressful moments. In fact, just hours before landing in Sardinia, we were frantically running from one far end of the terminal to another trying to catch our flight while our names were repeatedly called over loudspeaker. STRESS, I tell you. But without fail, stepping foot in Italy always does wonders to relax me.
Get this: the most taxing thing we had to think about for the entire weekend was choosing the best stretch of beach to hang out in. Such a welcome change from the crazy situation we left behind in London!
We weren’t sure about passing through Italy at that last Eurotrip, but my Aunt insisted that we come and see Sardinia, a favorite summer getaway for many Italians. They’ve recently come into the habit of renting a small place there for the summer, so it was a perfect setup. As soon as we were settled, we headed out to get our bearings in San Teodoro, capital of Sardinia.
Besides being the center of life in Sardinia, San Teodoro is also beach central. Lots of choices here including La Cinta, the hands down tourist favorite.
After such a strenuous task, we rest up for gelato and great views of Capo Coda Cavallo, the beach we eventually chose to swim at the next day. La Cinta may be the most popular choice among tourists, but we chose to take a tip from our friend Barbara, who is kind of a local from being a regular visitor to Sardinia.
Gelato with our Tito (Uncle) Fabrizio
Views of Capo Coda Cavallo, which is Cape of the Horse’s Tail in English. Named so because that’s what it looks like from above:
We do a quick stop at a grocery before heading off to Villa Minda for one of my favorite things to do in Italy: the long dinner. If you’re looking for a good place to stay in San Teodoro, by the way, look no further. Villa Minda is owned and managed by Tita Cleo and family, it’s a really nice place, and conveniently located near La Cinta and the city.
Dinner was seafood pasta c/o Tita (Aunt) Peth, who happens to be a really good cook. And lots of pane guttiau, a thin and crunchy bread native to Sardinia that is just as addicting as potato chips.
With our hosts, the Massones, and a bunch of drinks we had over dinner. There’s water there somewhere.
Martin pours the MIRTO! A local digestive made with wild myrtle berries native to the area. Homemade by Tita Cleo who by the way, also makes the best limoncello. You do NOT want to be drinking this like tequila.
Here’s everyone at table at about 11pm, right before the tenants downstairs demanded we shut up and let them sleep. Oops.
So the kids move to Cafe Tijuana for a nightcap. We were a little concerned about being too dressed down for a night out, but this place is really casual so no such problems. I stopped drinking at this point, but I’m told they make a really good mojito.
(Not clear on how yellow shirt became part of the group, but he looks very happy.)