Sometimes I want to explore, get lost somewhere new and unknown. It’s exciting, exhilarating for me to walk somewhere I’ve never walked before, breathe in the air of a new city.
And yet, this time around on my visit to Sardinia, I found myself looking for familiar sights. Perhaps because I was feeling a bit unsettled by some recent changes, or maybe just because I wanted to rediscover old favorites; but one weekend, spurred by a childhood memory, I asked my parents to take me and the girls to the two spots I used to be able to spot in the distance (and occasionally bike to) from a beach I went to with my cousins – the two towers, as I called them when I was little.
And so we found ourselves visiting two little seaside villages, still sleepy because of the early season, and still familiar despite how many years have passed since I was last there.
The first: Santa Lucia, a tiny coastal village that falls under the municipality of Siniscola. The tower was one of the many built all over the coast in Sardinia back in the 1500s, to defend the island from pirates.
Stella and my dad walked around the beach (La Spiaggia Delle Barche) looking for shells and tossing pebbles in the water, while Sarah just sat and stared at the sea, lost in thought and listening to her iPod, as it is fitting to a tween.
Next stop: La Caletta, a fishing village nearby, with its own little tower.
It was very windy on this exposed stretch of coast, so everyone wanted to cut the visit short; but I just loved how the wind made the overgrown grass sway in a way that mimicked the waves of the nearby sea, and Stella wanted to get out and look around a bit (mini-me, that one!) so off we went, on our own for a little while, to explore this little corner that, much like the rest of this gorgeous island, feels so much like home and so foreign at the same time.
For more posts (and photos!) about my birth place, the beautiful island of Sardinia, go here.
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