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Travel Blogs from Cala Gonone
... pizzeria just a few clicks north of town. Sitting around a big empty outdoor space, listening to a whole 4 non blondes album over the speakers (who knew they recorded more than 1 song?), surrounded by knock off simpsons kitch and eating freshly made italian food is hard to beat.
I got a couple of dives in yesterday with Franco, Lorenzo and Guido (I'm not making the names up... I swear). K12, an old world war II ...
... think we are travelling by donkey. Whenever we travel through one of the smaller towns, she always directs us up the most narrow streets. And I mean narrow. I close my eyes and suck in my breath as if it will reduce the car in size. Today was no different. But thankfully Paul pointed the car at an alley and said: "I don't think so. Not even if I was on a mountain bike." Phew! I could breathe again. Gwynney lost some points.
(Accommodation: Hotel ...
... and the mountains in the background are more impressive than I expected. It's a lot of fun.
Before the drive started though things weren't as smooth. After getting off the ferry in Porto Torres, we arrived to find that the rental car agency, who twice confirmed our car, was closed unceremoniously, and by the look of the place might have even been out of business...
Porto Torres ...
... 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.
... could only be speculation from the archeologists.
Inside the nuraghi was a deep well, and narrow curving walkways connecting the rooms.
We went high up on the nuraghi to see the views, one sight being a beautiful hill nearby on which were the ruins of a Spanish castle.
We had pizzetta at a round bar, while overlooking this hill, then carried on with our travels.
One garden vegetable plot that we passed had unusual and colourful scarecrows in it and I ...