By lunch time, Brad was craving pizza (again) so we found a little restaurant that overlooked the cove near our hotel. Wouldn’t you know it, they weren’t serving pizza until 7 pm. What kind of deal is that? I don’t know. But we enjoyed melon and prosciutto and a tomato caprese salad with a homemade spicy olive oil dressing instead. It was perfection!
We couldn’t leave without spending some time on the beach so that’s how we spent our last afternoon. Brad had decided on day one that he wanted to go sit on the rocks that were out in the cove and he was running out of time. So away he went…
Our Hotel - Li Cuncheddi
The day soon came to an end and it was unfortunately time to pack. But on the bright side, our flight wasn’t leaving until the following evening so we had most of the next day to enjoy our drive back to Alghero and spend some time in the adorable Catalan town.
We kicked off the morning with a delicious breakfast of croissants with Nutella and what I swear looked and tasted like chocolate cake…works for me. We said goodbye to our beautiful hotel and hit the road.
On our initial drive to Olbia, we passed a beautiful church in the middle of nowhere that we wanted to stop at on the way back. I found some information on it in my little Sardinia travel book and it turned out to be a pretty neat highlight of our trip.
The church is called Santissima Trinita di Saccargia and was built in striped layers of black and white stone. It’s surprisingly simple but still impressive, especially when you consider that it was built in the 6th century. We couldn’t take pictures with a flash inside (and it was really dark) but we took plenty outside.
Alghero was only about a half hour from the church; unfortunately, we had NO idea where we were going or what we were looking for. So, when in doubt, follow the signs for “City Center.” We did a little sightseeing from the car before hitting the jackpot with a parking spot. We strolled along the Ramparts, the ancient wall that is positioned between the old city and the sea.
We picked a small outdoor restaurant for lunch, not realizing what we had gotten ourselves into. A chalkboard advertised 16 euro for lunch and a glass of wine. Sounds good. We should have read further. When the waiter brought us another set of silverware after we had just stuffed ourselves (Brad had an incredible spaghetti Bolognese and I had delicious pasta with mussels) we were a little worried. Sure enough, round two came and we couldn’t just let it go to waste. Needless to say, we had to roll ourselves back to the car after that.
And that is where our trip ends. I may find the energy to tell you about our flight home and how Brad has refused to fly RyanAir ever, ever again…but that will have to come another day.
So goodbye Sardinia, you will be missed.
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