Packing for an exciting vacation on the beach is fun. Typically. However, Brad and I went the budget friendly route and chose to fly RyanAir. We paid the extra 40 euro each way (more than the cost of the actual ticket, weird) so we were both able to check a bag but this bag could only weigh 15 kilos. For those of you unfamiliar with the metric system, that’s 33 pounds. Seems like a lot….but it’s really not. Let’s think about this: 7 days of outfits (yeah right, more like 11 days of outfit…you just never know), bathing suits, cover ups, outfits for dinner, pajamas, sweaters for the cool evenings…and don’t get me started on shoes. Throw in shampoo, conditioner, body wash, lotion, sun block, special sun block for my face, other special sun block for tanning (legs only, don’t flip out Mom), cooling aloe in case we burned, hair brush, flat iron, curling iron, transformer for the 220 volt stuff, converter so I don’t blow up anything up….let’s just say that 33 pound limit was exceeded. I know this because I had our scale in the hallway and continued to weigh each bag until it was…well, close enough.
And then we were off! Almost. First stop was the kennel which is never fun. We drive Miss Stella a good half hour from our house (even though there are plenty of kennels around here) because this is the nicest place we’ve come across. Such a diva. They assure us that she’ll make friends the minute we drive away and I have no doubt she did. That’s what I told myself anyway.
Because Brad and I didn’t have the option of missing our flight (the next one wasn’t for several days) we arrived a good 2 hours early. Brad missed his morning coffee since I had him running around like a chicken with his head cut off, so first thing we did was get him an espresso. Then he was a happy camper and we were able to officially start our VACATION!
Alright, it’s geography lesson time. The majority of you probably don’t know where Sardinia is (I sure didn’t) much less, anything about it. Quick overview – Sardinia is the second largest island in the Mediterranean Sea and is a region of Italy. Here, maps make things easier.
It was a quick hour and half flight from Frankfurt Hahn to Algehro, Sardinia. Here we picked up our awesome rental car, a Nissan Micra, and hit the road for Olbia in search of our hotel. Now we obviously hadn’t the slightest idea of where we were going but I thought ahead and remembered to bring Karen. And thought even more ahead and printed off MapQuest directions in the event Karen got us lost. Oh, Karen is the name of our GPS lady. She’s Australian and we have a love/hate relationship with her. If she pulls another stunt like she did upon our arrival into Olbia, we may just have to switch to Bernard, the British guy. (If you don’t have a GPS system, you likely have no idea what I’m saying.) But after a few trips up and down the same road, we made it in less than two hours….largely in part to the way Brad drives.
We checked in and made our way up to the room. Now when you’re staying in a European hotel, you never know what you might get. This was no different. The room was simple but nice, not huge but I’ve seen MUCH smaller. But our breath was taken away when we discovered our balcony with the most incredible view. Ahhhh, bliss. Now. Now we’re on vacation.
More to come…
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