Tales & Trails of a Traveling Wiseguy

Italy Travelog #25
Chia, Sardinia - Friday, 29 May 2025, 1pm

Today is a departure day for many of my colleagues attending President's Club. Some left early today to catch morning flights at CAG airport; others are hanging around until leaving late this afternoon for evening flights. If we'd left today we'd have part of the morning crew, having to catch a 6:15am shuttle to drive almost an hour to CAG airport to catch a 9:15 flight to BCN, one of the few logical connections for heading back to the US. Instead we extended our stay an extra day; on our dime. We figured once we're hailing our asses out here, 6,000 miles from home, it's worth staying more than 2½ days. And we're making today another take-it-easy-around-the-resort day.

After breakfast and a morning oopsie today we relaxed in our room a bit before heading out to the beach. Sadly this resort hotel is not actually on the beach. As I showed in my first blog upon settling in to the hotel you can barely even see the beach from the hotel. And the beach you can (barely) see isn't even the hotel's beach. The hotel's beach is 4km away.



We packed a canvas bag with sunscreen, a few bottles of water, and a USB charger, and caught one of the hotel's golf cart shuttles over to the beach. It drops us off in front of the hotel's beach-side cafe, The Dunes, shown above. We are lunch here with colleagues when we arrived on Tuesday.



Walking past the cafe we reach the entry to the beach. It's over the dunes from the shuttle stop/parking/cafe area.

Once over the dunes there's a pair of little huts that hand out towels and sell a small selection of drinks. We took our towels, picked a pair of lounge chairs below an umbrella, and kicked off our sandals to head out to the water.



We walked on the wet sand, the edges of teh surf lapping against our toes, to the far end of the beach and back. The water here, the Mediterranean Sea, was cold. It's a beautiful blue but it's cold.



After our walkabout we settled back in our beach chairs. The cold water just wasn't worth spending time in. We nested here for at least an hour, until 12:30, when we decided to get some lunch. We repacked our bag, turned in our towels, and walked back over the dunes to the The Dunes (the cafe) for our meal. After this we'll ride a golf cart back to the hotel, rest in our room a bit, then head up to the spa for another bout with the not-quite-Roman baths.