La Bella Alghero, Sardegna & El Hermoso Costa Brava, Espagna

The boys returned to the hostel smashed, ten minutes before we were to leave to get the bus. Elena & I were quite displeased and decided that our trip in Sardinia was going to be a girls beach trip with the guys doing their own thing. We arrived at 7 am and naturally could not check in. So we walked down to the Mediterranean where Elena and I sat at a beachside bar thing and the people knew we were so tired they let us stay there for free. Why for free? Because you have to pay to practically breathe in Europe, including to lay on a beach chair.

After getting into the room, however, we took a nap and went to discover Alghero. It was super cheap for everything, compared to Rome & Florence, but sunscreen there was 17 euros... so I skipped that. Everyone was super nice everywhere we went but it was more than apparent that no one spoke a lick of English. This could get interesting.

As Elena and I walked into the city, we waited for something more than a pretty view... something of the city variety. Or town at least. We didn't really find much. Not even more than 2 open gelateria's. This may be a long two days.

Luckily, we were so exhausted from our travels that we enjoyed laying on the beach, getting tan, and swimming in the beautiful Mediterranean. We would go to the local supermarket for all our meals and one morning met the sweetest elderly Italian woman alive. She was a cliche little old lady who kept saying things like "i love you!" and "bye bye". It was absolutely adorable. She didn't speak any English but had a great time communicating with us and it was really interesting to see how we had an entire conversation with her without knowing the other's language. One of the best moments on the trip.

We laid on the beach everyday, made up with the boys, and headed off to Costa Brava, Spain for the last leg of the trip. When we arrived at the airport, we found that our shuttle was actually booked for the wrong day, but after getting to the resort, we were told that we were staying in a nicer condo. Like Prague, the condo was the cheapest place we were staying and probably the second nicest. We hit the sack but were anxious to explore.

So naturally, the next day was so brutally hot, that after we explored for a couple hours, we landed at the pool.

But don't worry, we were good to go out on the town that night for dinner - naturally eating nothing Spanish (but did have Sangria!) and Josh & I doing Karaoke :)

Elena & I found the beach the next day and even though it was a scorcher (oh I also got sunscreen - only 6 euro) we lasted for a couple of hours and went in the water. It was so clear that you would get out just a tiny bit and it would drop off relatively deep but you could still see the bottom. There was also a ferry that brought people straight up to the beach... right on the sand, right there. Very weird.

We headed back to the pool later, ate legitimate food from Spain and packed up. We were definitely all ready to get back to Uni and get on with our lives - traveling the world is EXHAUSTING!

Pictures :)

[Sardinia 1 & 2, Me & Elena at the Hotel pool in Costa Brava, Me singing Karaoke - Notice my tan!!!, Me in Costa Brava, Costa Brava - so pretty!, Cartwheels in front of the Medi, Elena & I on our way back to the island]