In short, I have found my future home on a farm in Sardinia.
On Thursday, we went to Mercato San Benedetto, which is the
largest covered fish market in Europe, but had vendors selling just about
anything you could possibly want from a farmer’s market. Vegetables, fruits, coffee,
cheese, wine, bread, pastries…and everything incredibly fresh. I bought an almond macaroon and walked around
in wonder for what was probably over an hour. It was definitely worth it.
For the weekend we traveled along some precariously narrow,
windy, and minimally guard-railed roads to the west coast of Sardinia and hit a
few tourist stops. We went to an ancient Roman style temple and posed like boy
bands while our new tour guide, also named Paula, told us enough history facts
to make our heads spin. We also went on a tour of the mines in Sardinia which
included another set of matching hard hats and mannequins for a more “realistic”
effect that mostly just turned out to be creepy. After walking through the dark
and learning about old Sardinian mining practices, it opened up to a beautiful
lookout onto the Mediterranean, and the water was so clear and blue that we
could see straight through to all of the rocks on the bottom.
The pinnacle of the week, however, was the place where we
stayed on Saturday night. Sa Perda Mercada, which was a beautiful bed and
breakfast located on a farm, welcomed us with a feast of farm fresh food for
dinner, a lot of land for running around and exploring, and a puppy! After a
cozy sleep we woke up and enjoyed a cooking lesson in which we made pasta and,
for dessert, a fried pastry adorned with cheese, lemon zest, and honey. After
eating our creations until we were about to explode, we had some time to hang
out, relax, and play with the owner’s kid and puppy until we left for the
dunes.
Now back at the guest house in Cagliari, I can’t stop
thinking about what a wonderful weekend it was, and every day am getting more
and more excited to be here...
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