Every day My Sardinian Life receives blog hits from people around the world searching for the cost of living in Sardinia, Italy.
Yesterday afternoon I did a little shopping and thought it would be fun to post my shopping receipts to help those people who are continually searching for the cost of things in Sardinia.
Here’s a quick run down of items purchased.
Isola Rossa or Red Island owes its name to the granite islet that lies in front of the harbour. Isola Rossa is a fisherman’s hamlet and retains its original characteristics despite the ongoing residential developments.
The area provides excellent holiday accommodations for families and for the romantic getaway. There are two main beaches in Isola Rossa: Spiaggetta del Porto and Spiaggia Longo. The fresh clean waters are a magnet for scuba divers, snorkelers and swimmers.
Here you will find unspoilt shorelines and a Spanish watch tower that was built in the 1595.
A juniper tree grows wild from years of abusive on the north-west coast of Sardinia, Italy. She grows among the red barren earth, mindless of her decaying ways.
There’s a small hike we take along the coast. We call it The Beach Hoppin’ Hike and it takes us around, through and over one of the most ruggedly beautiful landscapes I have ever seen. Coves, inlets and half-moon bays pave the way to an afternoon baking in the warm May rays.
Isola Rossa is in the distance. You can see the 1500 BC watch tower presiding over the small harbour town. Our plan is to make it there today, but we are tired and prefer to bake like lazy lizards in the warm afternoon sun.
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Amdist all the terrorist bombings and earthquakes which Italy has braved in the last few weeks, one thing remains clear: Rossella Urru is still in the hands of terrorists.
We cannot forget her struggles, we cannot forget the pain her family is living, we cannot forget about Rossella Urru.
Freedom for Rossella Urru. Freedom for all.
A celebration in honour of the church Santissima Trinità dei Monti, in central Italy. The late renaissance church dominates the Italian sky above the picturesque Spanish Steps.
This festival generally takes place at the end of May and beginning of June, yearly. With festivities held in most Italian towns, cities and mountains!
This spectacular four-day festival is in Trinita D’Agultu, Sardinia, Italy and is a must see! During the evening hours the streets are filled with local vendors selling their traditional Sardinian wares: items made of cork, local hand crafted jewelry, textiles, delicious Sardinian sweets and so much more!
When the English-speaking world thinks of Medusa, we remember the Greek myth of three horrible sisters who have snakes for hair.
In Italy when one hears the word Medusa the following comes to mind:
Sardinia is a smorgasbord of colourful annual festivals that are held high in the mountains or close to the sea. Sardinia will not disappoint those looking for tradition, culture, energy and fantastic feasts.
Follow me on my voyage to discover and share Sardinia’s most imporant festivals.
One hundred and thirteen years have passed since the first Cavalcata Sarda took place to honor King Umberto 1 and Queen Margherita, who made a visit to Sardegna in 1899. This colourful folk festival is held on the second-last Sunday of May, every year.
For close to an hour traditional costumes from various towns all over Sardinia paraded their wares for the world to see. It was a beautiful display of colour and music. It was also the first year in over ten years that the procession part of the Cavalcata Sarda was cancelled due to weather.
La Accabadora is a middle-aged woman dressed in black with a long shawl covering her head. Her job, as appointed by the community, was to apply euthanasia to the old and infirm using a cudgel (a short thick stick used as a weapon).
This past weekend I was invited to an ancient Sardinian wedding tradition held high up in the hills of Fiminaltu. Actors recreate one of the oldest wedding traditions to date with ox-drawn carts and a 90-minute procession down the windy mountainous roads to St. Antonio di Li Colti.
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