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Copyright © 2005 by Manfred P.. All rights reserved.
June 4 - June 11, 2005
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Keywords: Italy, Alghero, Lago di Baratz, Stintino, Capo Falcone, Capo Caccia, Bosa Maritima, Torre Pelosa, La Pelosa beach, tourist, travel trip report, travel log, travelogue.
My wife participated in a 5-day course on biometrics. The event was hosted in a fancy hotel on Sardinia and guess who had to come along to baby sit our nearly 2-year old daughter: I. While my wife was studying and listening to presentations with many cryptic, sophisticated technical words and obfuscating 3 letter acronyms, I had the pleasure to be lazy, watch the time go by, play with our daughter and just be with her.
The hotel was situated on a small hill on a peninsula, right next to a century old defensive tower. The backside of the hotel had views to ocean views all around, 270 degrees of dark, blue sea shining under the strong sun. Here the "daily life" of the hotel took place. Here were the terraces to sit down under a tree or the shade of a canopy. Breakfast and dinner was served here, and in the evening the terrace was used to put on a show primarily targeted for pre-teen kids. The sound of the waves breaking provided a steady and soothing background sound. Our room was with ocean view - which was both a blessing and a curse. The blessing was the views, the sound of the ocean and the curse was that we had to listen to the musical show for the kids that played the same songs ever night.
The coastline around the hotel is rocky with cliffs in most parts and only a rare spot with a few meters of sand. The water was cold anyway, only some hardened Scandinavian or English guest ventured into the water. The locals spent the majority of the time sunbathing rather than getting wet. During the whole week I tried the water only once, just so I could say that I did not bring the swimming trunks in vain. It was a one-minute swim. That was it.
In Bosa Maritima we stopped for a lunch break and to give our daughter the opportunity to play in the sand on the beach. On the way back we went through the inland route and here we saw sheep for the first time. I was looking for them. Rumor has it that there are 1.5 million people on the island and 5 million sheep. In the north near Capo Caccia I had not seen a single one. The sheep are rather skinny and used for their milk. Sheep cheese is the traditional cheese of Sardinia.
The focus of this week was not on sight seeing though, but on being with my daughter whom I see too little due to business related travel. For a full week I could enjoy being with her, having available to me all the time of the world. I have learned that the smile of my daughter is more beautiful and dear to me than the most scenic drive and the most gorgeous beach of all of Sardinia. But this is not a mutually exclusive thing: I could enjoy her smile during the most scenic drive and right at the most gorgeous beach. For once I could have it all. Am I a lucky guy or what?
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