The Tooth Fairy, aka Mrs-Na-Storm and I had a little holiday in Sardinia last week. Very nice it was too, a beautiful country with rugged mountains and turquoise blue seas.
The north west coast is quite developed in places with the type of beaches where you have to rent sun-loungers or take yourself off elsewhere.
Actually elsewhere isn't hard to find, there are lots of little secluded beaches and coves tucked away if you follow the locals. They have little car parks with real live ticket collectors who are polite, give change, tell you not to worry if you are late back then knock off mid afternoon just as things are getting busy. It'll never catch on.
You then wander down a sandy path to some idyllic spot where the water is warm and crystal clear, perfect for a bit of snorkelling.
Then you can sit on the Hotel towels and munch the picnic lunch you filched from the breakfast buffet. No sun-loungers, no noisy bars, no worries.
We toured around a bit in our little hired Fiat Panda and wandered into Porto Cervo, which is apparently a playground of the Rich and Famous. It was hard not to notice this little plaything tied up to the Yacht Club Jetty, In fact it was difficult to see much else.
I was amazed that you could just wander up and have a look, there were no security gates on the jetties, in Britain even the snottiest little pontoon has a security code but I suppose no one was going to nick the outboard off the back of this one. All very relaxed and Italian although I'm certain we wouldn't have got far up the gangway.
The Yacht is Dilbar which is owned needless to say by some Russian Bloke who very sweetly named it after his Mum.
I feel I should hate it, it certainly doesn't "do it" for me, but I mostly found myself chuckling away to myself at the staggering opulence of the thing. If you've got it why not flaunt it?
Of course the danger with owning such a status symbol is that someone will come and park an even bigger one right next door.
If you look closely at the exhaust stacks you can just make out the crew going about their duties. Get them polished nice and bright boys.
We took a boat trip out around the Arcipelago della Maddalena on a lovely old wooden cruiser, those fairleads are solid bronze, stopping for lunch and a bit more swimming and snorkelling in the crystal clear waters.
Its a popular spot but thanks to the shallow water the big Gin Palaces can't get close.