To Sardinia … at last!

Alarm set for 5.30 am, the 16 stuck at the other hotel were late as no one knew the code for the coach to get into their grounds but they arrived at last and we set off around 6.30 from the Bartaccia and not sorry to wave goodbye!
A tortuous roller coaster ride to get all the way back to Bonifacio as we were a bit late but, after a long wait in the boarding queue, we all got on board the rickety old ferry to Santa Theresa port, Sardinia. We were late setting off but it only took about an hour and a bit choppy in the middle. Then onto the next bus by 11.45 and it took another 2 hours to get to Alghero. The terrain is less mountainous from what we’ve seen so far, still green but not as lush as Corsica. Sardinia seems more developed, lots of large camping holiday complexes en route and even the Golden Arches of McDonalds were spotted, not a sign of them in Corsica and… a huge Lidl. On arrival at the delightful Carlos V hotel (feeling majorly cheated that we have missed half of the stay here, Ted and wimped out of the 3-hour walking tour, due to begin at 3pm and went down to the pool. Just couldn’t face it I’m afraid and with a whole days sight-seeing tomorrow on the agenda this is the last (and actually only my 2nd time near a pool!) opportunity before home.Read more