Last summer I was in Sardinia with my family, in a small town called Su Guventeddu (a typically Sardinian name, as you have to know that the Sardinian dialect is officially recognised as a language of its own), near the city of Cagliari, in the South. Some friends of ours were camping at San Pietro [...]

Even for an absent-minded, chaotic family of five like ours, it was amazingly easy to take the boat that from Calasetta brought us to Carloforte, the only town in the “Isola di San Pietro”. The wait was not long at all, the weather was fantastic as usual, and the trip was so relaxing that mum even managed to fall asleep! But the best was –of course- yet to come: as we approached the island our eyes started to widen with surprise at the sight of a miriad of super-colourful houses that seemed to float on endlessly blue-green water. How beautiful it was!
Leaving our friends and San Pietro was very sad and we all wished we could stay longer, but on the bright side we ended the day with one of the yummiest pizzas I’ve ever had (and I’m Italian!) in Calasetta, at the Pizzeria Murales right in the middle of town (although it has to be pointed out that there were many attracting restaurants at every corner…but we felt like pizza that night). It was also very nice to look at the seemingly unending lines of boats and yachts of all kinds parked in its small harbour, and we even met a couple of Sardinians wearing their complex traditional costumes. Such a great little holiday!
Practical tips: the island is not an ideal place for very small children unless you just want to stay in Carloforte. It is also quite unsuitable for people who have problems walking because Carloforte has many steps and steep streets, and beaches are not always very smooth. If your budget is tight, take your food with you from mainland Sardinia because San Pietro tends to be quite expensive. Snorkels and goggles are worth bringing. Enjoy
This travel guide is written by Irene Negri 20, Italian, passionate about reading, writing, traveling and learning languages. Currently a student of International Development and International Relations in London, Irene speaks five languages and has recently started to study her sixth (Arabic, quite a challenge!). She dreams of working for an NGO and learning to fly biplanes, while discovering as many cultures and countries as possible. Up to now she has traveled a bit around Europe and taken part in a 6-month school exchange programme in New Zealand, and she will soon spend a semester in Istanbul as part of her degree (thus trying to master Turkish as well...). Very sociable and lively. Irene will be happy to answer any question about her travel writings at kerinkfoof@gmail.com.