Traveling around Sardinia region, one of the most important and beautiful islands of Italy

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At the age of 19 years then made a long tour of the region in the company of a friend from Sardinia and riding his bike. He was a big fan of motorcycles and time to plan a trip together, because he had relatives in Sardinia opted for this goal. We left in the middle of winter and we boarded a ferry to Livorno all night to Cagliari. In the capital staying with an aunt for a few days and this allowed us to explore the City, the hill on which is located the oldest part where among other things some of his cousins owned a bar and a shop selling fruit and vegetables. Every evening we were invited by some of his relatives for dinner and for me it was pleasant to explore the unique characteristics of the Sardinian cuisine such as Cartamusica, an unleavened bread so thin that crackles in your mouth and numerous specialty meat pork. Sometimes we went into the houses and saw the pig cooked in a fireplace while her fat dripping on bread placed in a lattice. In those days also visited the beach Poetto and the archaeological ruins of Pula. Then we left for the Barbagia where we waited for her grandmother and other cousins in the country of Seoul. In Sardinia, the other between a place you can travel several kilometers without encountering nothing but pasture and the natural environment is very wild. In Seoul took place at the home of her grandmother, an old house with large rooms barbaric area bounded by thick stone walls, a big fireplace in the main hall almost always on. For several days we made village life in the evening for dinner by his many relatives or friends of his father, the day when the barber, when in wild surroundings. It was a very beautiful, pristine, nice to go in motion. Sometimes it rained, we were forced to spend the whole day at home, in that case was trying to learn a few words of the Sardinian language with the help of a big dictionary that was my grandmother. One day we moved well on the east coast through the mountains, Lanusei, Tortoli Arbatax and even there we were guests of friends of his father. As you approach the sea, the island became more modern but less purely original. In the evening we returned to Seulo where we stayed a few days before returning to Cagliari for the weekend. On Saturday evening we were guests of his cousin in a pizzeria in Dolianova while Sunday we went to the stadium to see the Saint Elias B division match between Cagliari and Triestina. On Monday morning we left for Barbagia and for lunch we stopped at Isili guests of a family who knew my mother, after lunch we turned to see the village of Barumini nuragico and evening we were back to grandmother's house in Seoul. Spent the whole week in the village and its surroundings. The weekend after the country were also some cousins and uncles of the friend who I had met in Cagliari to take part along with others on a hunting wild boar. We left on Saturday night with their machines for the hunting, far from the village, where we slept in an isolated farmhouse. Had lit a fire to warm inside the house and soon the room filled with smoke so much that my eyes watered. In any case could not sleep for a few hours. At dawn we were awakened, uncles were already preparing outdoor cafe with Amoco hanging over a fire. After breakfast we began the hunt, Everyone had their role, we young people were assigned the rudimentary tools that made a noise that would serve to attract the boar. Driven by a boy walking very clearly already experienced as I heard the shots ring out hunting in the mountains. At lunch time the animal had been hunted and returned to the farmhouse for lunch of sausages. I am not a hunter but that day I spent a pleasant experience. Shortly after our long stay in Sardinia Seulo ended but still had much to offer. We left the country early in the morning and crossing the Barbagia most profoundly affected the towns of Aritzo, Fonni Orgosolo Oliena. Here are still very much alive the ancient traditions, women are dressed in black and wear a foul on his head. From Oliena we turned to Dorgali and Cala Gonone overlooking the sea. We slept at Orosei then continue along the coast to Siniscola and Olbia on the road from where we observe clearly the shape of the island of Tavolara. Then we reached the famous Porto Cervo, Port of many celebrities with their luxury yachts seen in winter but that seemed a place to hibernate, then came to Palau via Arzachena. Here we see the jagged, rocky coast that gave birth to strange formations like the so-called "Bear" then we found accommodation. The next morning after a brief view of the sea that separates Sardinia leaves the Magdalene, we went to the seaside resort of Porto Pozzo, whose beach we liked it so much that it deserves a break. We went to Santa Teresa di Gallura and Aggius where we were staying with relatives of my friend who took us with his car to the nearby Temple Pausanias. The next day we moved in Golfo Aranci, where we boarded the ferry State Railways directed to Civitavecchia. From here, solved by a mechanical problem on the bike, we went back to the state home. The bike my friend had behaved very well and although it was not felt very cold winter. The instrument a couple of times on the road to Civitavecchia and Lanusei but they were nonsense.