Eleven months ago I left my heart and soul in Sardinia, and my mind has never forgiven me. There are times I scroll through thousands of photographs just to see if I can still remember her, to see if I can remember her salt water smell, or the panorama from hundreds of meters above the sea. There are times when my heart aches so deeply for her that it bleeds memories of mirto, running from herded cows on the street, learning dialect, endless blue skies and sampling any of the fabulous dishes her country people offer.
Petrified Forest of Carrucana, Martis, Sardinia
It’s never good-bye, it’s I’ll see you later. And I will.
It’s been nine months since I left my soul in Sardinia, and there’s not a day that passes in which I don’t think of her majestic nature.
It’s always a blessing to look back on these photos, fond memories, fond times and a place where my soul rests, peacefully.
There is nothing more enchanting than beautifully moss-covered forests, and Sardinia is jam-packed with these earthly delights.
Do you like to hike within the deep folds of a forest?
It’s the little things that I miss the most about Sardinia, and seven months later I’m still heartbroken over leaving her beautiful, mysterious land. Considering I’m feeling all sorts of nostalgia over my breakup, I’ve decided to compile a short top 10 list of what I miss the most about her.
Top 10 Things I miss the most about Sardinia
- Saying buongiorno when entering any type of shop.
- The Mediterranean smell of her salt water hair.
- A perfectly poured espresso with a mirto chaser.
- The sloping red, granite landscape.
- Pasta, oh yes, pasta!
- The earthy, dirty red known as Cannonau.
- Swimming in the crystal, clear, clean waters only known unto her.
- Her secret and seductive language.
- Seadas, seadas, seadas!
- Her humble and hospitable people.
I lived on her land for six long, beautiful years and there is not a day that passes that I don’t think or daydream about her. I’ve set foot on countless countries but Sardinia really, truly stole my heart.
Have you recently re-expatriated? How are your feelings of nostalgia?
Time has gotten the better of me; but you, my dear Sardinia have captured me with your endless blue skies and calming blue waters. I shall return to your mystical land for it’s the only place my soul rests, until then you are forever in my heart.
Did you visit Sardinia this year? Tell me about your trip in the comment section below.
When nostalgia gets the better of me, I turn to her …
I’ve had a few long time followers of My Sardinian Life email me asking how I’m doing in the great white north, and if I’m blogging about it. The good news is that YES, I am blogging about Victoria, Canada and you can check it out here:
My latest post on this beautiful city is about stealing sunshine and how Victoria and Sardinia are very similar. I hope you have the time to stop by and check it out – even give Victoriaology a follow.
A big shout out to those that have emailed me about my new life here in Victoria, I am eternally grateful and wish you well.
I found an out-of-the-way Italian food import store the other day, and decided to check it out as I was craving flavours from the Med. The prices are very similar to the prices in Sardinia, Italy and I’m aware that on most products we are also paying an import fee.
Colour me surprised when I found my all-time favourite Sardinian extra virgin olive oil.
San Giuliano Extra Virgin Olive Oil – Alghero, Sardinia, Italy
One litre of San Giuliano Olive Oil
3 litres of fine Sardinian Olive Oil
I’m biased; I just can’t get enough of San Giuliano’s Extra Virgin Olive Oil, and when the time is right, I will pay those hefty import fees for something I so admire. It makes my mouth water and heart sing. It’s the perfect complement to any dish and heck yeah, it’s made in Sardinia.
Have you tried this delicious olive oil?
I’m proud to have been included in the quarterly on-line magazine known as Insiders Abroad. It’s a magazine from the English-speaking community with inside information and a yellow page directory for Italy, Spain and France.
It was such a pleasure to write a piece for this established on-line magazine that I burst with joy and did the happy dance all over the cobblestone streets of Sardinia.
You can delightfully view the colourful on-line magazine here:
A BIG thank you to the Insiders Abroad
team for featuring my article in the magazine.
It has taken me months to come to terms with this difficult decision, weeks to accept its fate and countless hours on how I would pen a letter to the island and islanders who opened their hearts and doors to the expat Canadian who tried to make it work.
My fingers linger over the keyboard, trying to find the right momentum, trying to find the right words while internally I struggle. Continue reading