Swimming
Day 8: Porto Torres + Stintino
Where Olbia was kind of lame, Porto Torres is actually extremely charming. Lots of little streets and piazzas with cafès, a cute little marketplace and a church. It's also located right by the sea, and at night when you sleep with the windows open in the heat you can hear thelarge sea birds crowing. Honestly, they made the weirdest sounds, like I never thought a bird could make, they sounded almost like slowed-down human screams in a rollercoaster
Bizarre.
Regardless of how charming this town is, it's not big, so after walking around it thrice in an hour I decided to take the only bus of the day to Stintino, which is a town/area located in the northwestern cape point of Sardinia and known for its crystal clear waters and gorgeous beaches. And the advertisements weren't lying, the place was absolutely stunning, and it was easy to spend the five hours before the only return bus of the day arrived.
Now I know it's a stereotype that Italian drivers are reckless, but Italian bus drivers? Borderline suicidal. We were going 110 km/h on a small country road which was so narrow two cars could barely drive past each other. Everyone almost flew off their seats in turns and speed bumps were more like launchpads. I tried to see if there were any signs on the road about speed, but there genuinely didn't seem to be a speed limit; other than "as fast as you dare," apparently.
