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Travel Blogs from Cala Gonone
... few minutes off the coast sitting at 100 feet below the surface. Decent visibility, giant machine gun, lots of moray eels, and a fun dive crew made for a good day. Better diving than in Portugal, but still no match for the tropics.
The rest of the time has been very laid back. A little guitar, some reading, beach hopping and stick driving lessons for Indira have all made for a good reset to the first month of mostly ...
... he could have used three gears in reverse.
Before leaving town we visited the port surrounded as it is with green rocks. The rocks look really unusual and originally we thought they had been specially covered in something but they are natural.
Our drive today took us on another mountainous tour as we reached Villanova Truschedu. We passed stunning meadows full of blooming wildflowers and lots of cork trees in bloom as well. ...
... siesta and set us up to drive off in a beastly Fiat Panda.
Our apartment is in Orosei, a small old town on the eastern coast. We will be staying here for a week to recharge the batteries, learn a little Italian and just enjoy Sardinia. If yesterdays gnochetti and pizza dinner is any indication of the quality of food here, this weeks' eats will be LE GEN DA RY!
... to the beach to a live music venue, then into a beer garden where we had a selection of drinks.
The darkness could have been a problem for seeing our way home, but for our froggy keyring, which let out a light while making a rainforest frog noise.
The sleep in the car was quite comfortable this time.
Its something we would have to do more as we had spent vastly since being here and now needed to economise.
So there we were in Barumini.
We ate one of those ridiculously unhealthy unsatisfying continental breakfasts, ugh, all white bread cake things and Nutella, but at least we got to drink chamomile tea with it. Georgie threw everything he could get his hands on upon the floor.
At our table we had light and fleeting conversation with a gentleman from Italy who now lived near Monaco.
Our tour of the Barumini nuraghi was a guided one, in a group of Italians and all ...