Porto Cervo

My lifelong passion seems to be white sand and blue water. At the early age of 20 I ventured to the Caribe in an attempt to see the clear blue waters and since It calls me back. I began to research the beaches of Italy and read a lot about Sardinia. However, there was a fear factor along with Sardinia and everything I read was nothing like I found it to be. It is described as rugged, barren and dangerous in some places. The wildlife is similar to Africa and the bird population larger than that of Africa. As I continued to read, I was more intrigued to visit.
When I ask people about their travels, it has always been a unanimous “YES” when I asked about Sardinia. Go, you must see it. Giampiero, my partner often said, if you go you will not want to return and once you are there, you will wish you stayed longer. So as each year passed, I would ask how do you get there. A long ferry ride over night on a not so nice boat. A connecting flight in a little putter jumper plane. The more I read the more difficult this trip seemed. Well, much to my surprise, it was simple to get there! And once there, you are mesmerized by the color of the sea. The Costa Smeralda is amazingly blue and the beaches sand like none other I have ever seen, especially in Cala Gonone. The flight was easy from Rome and the airport in Olbia, like something from southern California or Bermuda, posh, clean and fashionable. Yes once you set foot in Sardinia, in Porto Cervo anyway, you see wealthy and an upper class lifestyle immediately. From the quality of the shops at the airport to the large Channel & Rolex billboards in front of the exit doors.

Once in Porto Cervo a short ride from Olbia, you see the yachts, large multi-million dollar yachts larger than New York buildings, floating gracefully in their perfect slot. And the people on the decks drinking champagne and eating very well.

Let’s talk about the nature, the beaches, that is what I like, not all the glitz and glamor. The beaches are truly spectacular, clean and beautiful. The air clean the hills like Arizona rugged with deep earth tones. It doesn’t rain in Sardinia much, or at least it didn’t for 6 months prior to our arrival, everything seemed dry, but the cactus were healthy, after all you don’t need rain to be a big cactus. Read more about Sardinia in our additional blogs.

Porto Cervo’s yacht club is the play ground of the rich and famous. The photo is of the club and when I asked to take a photo, I was not permitted to enter. From outside I watched very well dressed people going in and out. It is not a place for those who don’t want to spend 30 Euros for a drink. There are however many observers, like myself, who enjoy people watching.