Woz spotted these crates on our drive back towards the airport in a small village called Padrid. They led him to the workshop where the repairer was mending crates and also making wine. He was such a lovely and friendly man and he invited us in to see his workshop where he gave us a tour and explained the process to us - all in Italian which of course limited our understanding! He welcomed us like long lost friends, sharing a drink with us and offering us some of his grapes to take home. He was taken with Nate, exclaiming "Bambino!" and chattering away in Italian baby talk which Nate loved as you can see by his expression!
Our afternoon was spent driving through the mountains, following the coast. At one point we were driving along and heard bells chiming. We turned to see a flock of sheep clambering up the rocky hills each with a bell around its neck. The sound was beautiful and echoed through the hills like windchimes. Unfortunately we were too taken with the sound and sight to think to capture it with a photo.
After following the coast for some time we arrived in Bosa where we had lunch. Another beautiful little village, on the sea but with a river running through it also.
After a jam packed day Woz found us a B & B to stay in. We were the only guests so we had the two bedroom, two bathroom apartment to ourselves. The lovely couple who owned it lived across the hall in another apartment and put on an incredible spread for us the following morning.
Crystal clear water, mountain views, an ancient watchtower and a beautifully sunny day made for an incredible afternoon at the beach. The water was lovely once you were in but it took some getting used to so we decided it was a little too cold for Nate.
What an eerie town. Argentiro was a small coastal town which was made up of old dilapidated buildings and new (built in the last ten to twenty years?) beachfront apartments which had never been properly fitted out. At some point this town had been abandoned and allowed to fall into a state of disrepair. Having "googled" it, I have since learnt that from ancient times to around 1960 the southwest coast of Sardinia was used for mining. It is now called "the silent coast," and this town is one of the many deserted villages marking a bygone era. Devoid of life and complete with swirling dust clouds and the hoot of an owl it was very spooky. The moment we stepped out of the car Nate started to cry and wouldn't be consoled as quickly as he might normally be. Claire reminded me that "they say babies can sense evil" and I was immediately petrified!
Woz seems to have a love of small spaces - studio apartments, narrowboats and the Fiat 500. Well actually it seems to be a love of small things in general. Perhaps that's why he likes me so much?!
Woz and I surprised Claire with a two day midweek getaway to Sardinia. We kept her completely in the dark and only told her where we were going when we had to line up to check in. Claire and I had travelled to Italy together last year but this destination was a first for all of us. So beautiful too! This is Alghero, the town we flew into.