Sardinia 2011, day 3

It was time to brush my teeth, this first, as is was too cold for a cold shower just after waking up, or maybe not, the difference between water and outside temperature was not much! And then, the cold shower, was actually good. K thinks I am well-adapted to cold climate, used to that in the UK (or rather lack or temperature changes, as in Estonia it is quite normal to go from -25 outside to a house with +25. Or from sauna to outside.

After the shower and dressed, it was not even cold any more! It was raining a bit, so it could have been colder with clear sky. This night, cold was not problem, fear of steps and our tent being "on display" was more of a concern. I wrote the diary, while sitting under a roof, an eating place, with my sleeping bag wrapped around me, K was still sleeping. A bit or running gave me more warmth.

8.30, tent packed, waiting. G came as promised and took us to Nuoro by car! On the way we learnt that he has 25 donkeys. K said that it sounded like 1 donkey, but he said for us, 1 donkey, for him 25. [and even later we wearnt that donkey is not burro in Italian - a lesson learnt while having breakfast the next day, when butter has burro written on it. Anyway, he understood].

Our bus was 10.30, as we learnt when trying to read the timetable, when locals, knowing that there was probably one bus that time and asked whether we want to go to Dorgali. Yes. We also read that in order to get the 14.25 bus to Cagliari on Saturday, we have to take 8.25 bus from Dorgali to Nuoro. Just to be sure, we decided to ask, whether the bus also goes this Saturday (because it was just before Easter Sunday), so "Vorrei andare a Cagliari il Sabatu. A che ora parte?"

It was warm on the bus, very warm, in contrast to the outside. After an hour, we arrived in Dorgali. Rain was stronger, strong enough to make ourselves more waterproof, so we decided to go to a cafe. Again, although it was still morning and everybody was eating sweet things, we asked whether they have something more lunch-like, because we have "molto fame".

Now in my notebook, there are several B&B addresses. Yes, we decided to sleep inside, firstly because we did not know any campsite, not having searched for this area before, secondly, campsites are outside town and we need to take 8.25 bus in the morning. Thirdly, because of the rain (not a good reason, I know!).

So we went to an Internet place, searched hostelworld, to find it is nothing in this town. From somewhere we found several addresses we decided to find. And we also checked bus timetable to Cala Gonone, a town next to the sea. Looking for the correct street in the rain, there was a museum or something closing and we went to ask. He was leaving work and said it is far and e can take us in car (-quanto kilometri? -1. -1 non lontano! -Siamo non terroristi). Hesitating and trying to get directions....

In the house there was S, a friendly woman. She showed us about the area and also about Cala Gonone. We said we are going there at 1.55 bus. She said there is bus leaving at 5 and coming back at 8. We tried to explain that we had looked from the Internet and there was also earlier time, but probably the message got "lost in translation". She said she is going to Cala Gonone with her mother this afternoon and we could also go there with them. They asked if we have umbrellas. No [this would be inconfortable whilst travelling, I don't even have one in England], they lent me one. K did not want, she kept saying that she has a plastic poncho - they did not understand why she likes this plastic thing!

We ate and than walked to the bus stop to check the times and to the tourist information. We had 3h. Before us there was an English family, who spoke English and no other languages. We got advice to go to the seaside.

We had been there before, the moment we came to this town. Now we went to other side, listening to the loud noise stones make when the wave is leaving. After an hour or more (don't really know) or climbing on the stones and taking many pictures, it was time for the bus. 8.20. The bus stopped on a main road, a big one, outside town. We were very surprised, but he showed us a direction of how to get to the town. Hour or so of being lost, we arrived in the B&B. Warm shower sleep in the bed, while tent is spread out on the floor - to dry.