Mandra Edera Hotel
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... and paid only a few euros to walk around it all. Interesting pictures from back in time were painted on the chapel walls. Kevin took a good photo of how the human body breaks down and decays...you'll see it !!
We got back on a very twisty and winding road again with Kevin doing his best rally driving and me doing my best not to chuck, until we finally found our accomodation at Alghero. The place ...
We had a lovely hotel breakfast around the pool. Seems to be several people from many countries. We hear French, German, Italian and several others.
We wanted to find two of the beaches (Cala Cartoe and Cala Osala) that are supposed to be two of the most beautiful in all of Sardinia. Eldon had even read about one before even coming here. People come to Sardinia mostly for the beaches. They are really ...
... Most of the town has cobble stone roads and paths.
The houses look more like apartment buildings with people hanging their washing on string between the windows. Most of these houses had wrought iron balconies and usually, you see a pot plant or 2 of geraniums. We found out when we were in Zurich that geraniums keep flies and other pests away …natural fly spray. A lot of the shops were narrow and not really big at all, these also had flower pots ...
... when we arrived at our hotel but not drenched. 15 minutes later the sun was shining and the view from our hotel room was stunning.
Portescuso was to be a make and mend/rest day. I use the word rest but it involved a lot of walking checking out the town, Kerrie visiting the hairdresser and Greg catching up on his friend Google. We also intended doing some washing. Armed with a business card for the local self serve laundry we set out. When we found ...
... lip gloss on. I was SO DISAPPOINTED, Nevertheless, I ate the lot.
As I lay on my bed, belly full and stabbing pains from the oil, bread and cheese, I began to ponder. It came to my knowledge that every person I had met today couldn't speak English. It was my first night, I was overtired and a few normal anxious thoughts dawned on me:
- Have I moved to the right Island?
- Am I going to suit this lifestyle?
- Are there ...