South-West and West, wild coasts where in spring the fields seem like blossoming moors and the scents of the land and sea spread intense in open and solitary spaces, beaches, sand dunes and black basalt cliffs beaten by the wind. To the North West the coast suddenly appears with the white cliffs of Bosa and continues, along the panoramic road that leads to Alghero, with the red trachyte rocks that rise among the broom, euphorbias and Mediterranean scrub; at the foot of the cliffs, always the sea, “last but not least”, the protagonist of the landscape, sparkling or motionless depending on the presence or absence of the mistral that dominates and sculpts the landscape. Motionless in the wind are the falcons that stand out for their screeching and, at times, sudden, the wingspan of the griffon vultures suspended between the cliffs, the waves and the crests of the mountains of the woodland territory.
Here it seems that the island is less rugged and wild, but the road that connects the most characteristic and touristy villages is no less winding than the panoramic view of Alghero and splendid views of green, turquoise or blue sea open only after curves and curves that impose a slow rhythm, cadenced like the waves of the sea on the sand of the splendid bays that gradually meet; Baja Sardinia, Porto Cervo, Porto Rotondo, Poltu Quatu offer enchanted beaches to be experienced preferably in June and late September, when nature takes over again and offers breathtaking scenery to seal in a snap the image of special and unforgettable moments.
Alghero and its second language, the Sardinian dialect that owes so much to Catalan, its Bastions on the seafront and its alleys full of life and colours, above all coral red, the one that has always dominated the goldsmith’s art of this city. Alghero is one of the few cities that maintain almost intact its walls and towers, scattered in several points of the city, among all, on the sea at the centre of the evening nightlife, that of San Giovanni. The coasts of Sardinia are linked to each other by the towers built for defence against the Saracens, like a long wireless telephone, and they follow one another dominating the sea surrounding the island, still connecting to the many Nuraghi scattered throughout the territory: in beautiful view of the hills dominating the Sardinian countryside or hidden by the cistus and cork oaks, or still incorporated into the houses and become special cellars for fragrant malvasia or ruby red cannonau.