Torregrande, Visit to Oristano and Cagliary

Armenistis
Mon 27 Jul 2009 21:58
 
 
27th July 2009
We arrived at the marina of Torregrande at 15:00 after an interesting trip navigating  through shellfish farms and hundreds of buoys. Torregrande is a small fishing village 10 km from Oristano. Lots of lobster traps and sepia traps and nets everywhere in the port. The port though very clean with lots of sailing and motor boats.
We took a bus to see the town of Oristano and next day we took the rail to Cagliari.
 
Cagliari is a traditional town very live, with very important sporting events, sailing, motor boating, formula one e.t.c. and 36 Museums out of which we didn't see any!!
The kids were running out of books since we left Greece and we had to find an English bookstore in Cagliari, then we visited one of the biggest chandlery and fishing gear shops in the area to buy some shackles and some hydraulic oil for the auto pilot. Then we took the green tour bus to see all of Cagliari town and Golfo degli Angeli from the hill. At the end of the tour  we had a nice lunch in a modern restaurant and rode back the train to Oristano.
 
This is how D.H.Lawrence described Sardinia's capital:
 
"Slowly, slowly we creep along the formless shore.  An hour passes.  We see a little fort ahead done in enormous black-and-white checks, like a fragment of a gigantic chessboard.  It stands at the end of a long spit of land - a long barish peninsular that has no houses and looks as if it might be golf links.  But it is not golf links.

And suddenly there is Cagliari: a naked town rising steep, steep, golden looking, piled naked to the sky from the plain at the head of a formless hollow bay.  It is strange and rather wonderful, not a bit like Italy.  The city piles up lofty and almost miniature, and makes me think of Jerusalem: without trees, without cover, rising rather bare and proud, remote as if back in history, like a town in a monkish, illuminated missal.

One wonders how it ever got there.  And it seems like Spain or Malta: not Italy.  It is a steep and lonely city, as in some old illumination.  Yet withal rather jewel-like: like a sudden rose-cut amber jewel naked at the depth of the vast indenture.

The air is cold, blowing bleak and bitter, the sky is all curd.  And that is Cagliari. It has that curious look, as if it could be seen but not entered.  It is like some vision, some memory, something that has passed away.
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(D.H. Lawrence, Sea and Sardinia - 1921)
 
Photos:
Michalis entering the bay of Oristano 1 mile before we eneter Torregrande.
Great fungi pizza in Oristano
Oristano center
The rail announcement
Waiting the train
An interesting sign ...for rats
View of Golfo degli Angeli

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