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  • Alghero

    Alghero

    We celebrated S’s success at her conference with a day trip to Alghero — a 45-minute bus ride from Sassari. Public transit between nearby cities on Sardinia is easy — just buy a day pass for ARST on DropTicket. The bus dropped us off at Giardini Giuseppe Manno, a park adjacent to the main tourist area of Alghero, which feels a bit like a cruise-ship terminus, but having done zero planning for the day, we found more than we deserved.

    Our first stop… oddly, was the indoor fish market. It was just one of those, “this seems representatively unique to Alghero,” moments, and expectedly odiferous. I felt bad clogging the aisles gawking at the day’s harvest. The walls of the market were covered in posters celebrating that the 100th Giro d’Italia started in Alghero… in 2017… clearly an enduring source of pride.

    We made our way to the Coral Museum after a few false starts. It’s a small museum, but it provides a great deal of history relating coral harvest and artisanship to the town. Most of the coral on display is red coral, a genus of coral living mainly in the depths of the Mediterranean and not representative of my expectation of coral prior to the visit, either in color or structure. Red coral grows spindly branches, instead of reefs.

    After visiting the museum we strolled old town. S & M were immediately entranced wares on display and salespeople came out to lure them into their stores, like sirens. An elderly salesman followed me a few paces down the road, explaining to me in Italian that his son in-law was a successful leathercrafter and begged me to stop while he fetch him. I can’t say who was more underwhelmed, the son in-law or myself, but S saved us all hauling her loot from the salesman’s store.

    It was a hot day, so we had to stop twice for gelato. Oddly, a scoop or two of Italian gelato doesn’t trigger my lactose intolerance. My mother tells me it’s because the casein protein in European milk is easier to digest than the casein in American milk….

    Between gelato feasting, we visited the Alghero Duomo, where there is the requisite display of relics charting European early Christianity. The duomo has the brightly-colored tiles common to cathedrals across Sardinia.

    Arriving back in Sassari for our last night, M and I wanted to share with S the lovely dinner we had the previous night at Ristorante L’Ora, where our exuberance got the best of us and we ordered too much food.

  • She Wins, M&I Catch up in Sassari

    I don’t want to bury the lead and the biggest news of the day – S won best translation tonight. That alon made the trip worth it. She’s elated tonight….

    But on to the rest of the say. This morning I met up with M to have breakfast on the Piazza d’Italia — lazy cappuccini and chocolate croissants. We decided to wander over to the Pinacoteca Nazionale di Sassari — the Sassari National Picture Gallery. There was just a small sample in four galleries focusing on portraits of African immigrants from circa 1935. The images were striking, novel (to me), and beautiful.

    There were signs listing additional paintings around the corner at the ducal palace housing the mayor’s office. Visiting the palace we were greeted by a sleepy security guard and his cheery little dog, both waiving us in to wander and search for paintings.

    Staying in the neighborhood, we visited the Cattedrale di San Nicola. The limestone duomo was surrounded by blooming jacaranda trees. The sanctuary lighting was much brighter and inviting than I had expected from the high thick walls. The treasury displayed supernaturally shiny silver jewelry and other artifacts.

    We paused for sorbetto and espresso to catch up on family happenings before chatting with S on break from her conference and going to Museo Sanno, an archeological museum featuring artifacts ranging from Paleolithic to Medieval periods of Northern Sardinia.

    Roman-era marble statue at Museo Sanna.

    We met up with S and had gelato in the park before walking her to Saint Peters Gardens for her conference gala. It was nice to see the living city. Lots of residents were enjoying post-work aperitivi in the cafes. There was live music.

    With S at her conference event, M and I had a fantastic dinner at Ristorante L’Ora down the street from where S and I were staying. L’Ora is a hidden gem. It’s on a tiny side street, so it’s easy to miss, but that also means there’s hardly any traffic passing. The service was cheerful and careful. The food was astounding. M and I split the mussels and the branzino catch of the day and a bottle of vermentino. The mussels were uniformly and ideal, each medium-sized, with rich color, and meaty texture. Served whole with potatoes and cherry tomatoes, it was easily the best fish I’ve had in a year. The seasoning was subtle, with the chef trusting the quality of the fish (and olive oil and butter) to bring out the flavor.

    It was so good, we decided to bring S back for the following night.

  • Castelsardo

    S had a busy day at her conference, so I decided to bus over to Castelsardo. Easy one-hour ride on the ARST where you can buy a day pass on your phone for e7.

    There are several ways to ascend to the castle in order of decreasing directness — climb stairs straight up the hill from new-town, take the service road, or walk the old-town streets on the sea-side of the castle hill.

    I explored old town on the way down and spent some time looking out over the city and sea over the several tiers of battlements and layers of apartments.

    On returning back to Sassari, I met up with M, fresh off her hike of the East coast of Sardinia, for appertivo and dinner with S, which turned out to be a bit of a travail. L’Assissino had come highly recommended from several sources and they sat us. After perusing the tripe and veal-brain stocked menu for an hour, the staff refused to acknowledge us. Pizza around the corner for us!

    Sassari street view on our way to dinner.