Sardinia is an island just off of Italy. Sardinians are fiercely proud of their own heritage and consider themselves to be Sardinian, not Italian. The country itself is vastly different to Italy in climate, landscape and people. It is one of the few countries that I could see myself returning to for an extended period of time.
Cala Ganone and Cala Luna are two beaches in a series of many enclosed beaches that can be found at the foot of caves. The caves run deeply into the mountains, through which deep underground rivers run. The beaches can only be reached via boat.
Calvin and I caught a boat with the locals who dropped us off at the beach and showed us the caves. The formations and patterns within the rocks are intriguing. Unfortunately graffiti lines the caves that are easily reached by those who access the beaches.
We spent the day on the beach and then caught the boat back to the little town where we parked. During the day, German children played nearby with their dog. They made castles and jumped off of them. They caught fish, their naked bottoms bobbing about the water. The dog got buried and then dug out.
A rock climber held my attention for hours as he made his way up the rock face. If I was to return, I would do so with climbing gear.
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