Well Fed in Portoscuso

It sounds much like a broken record, an onslaught of waves thundering into the bay at Portupaleddu, beside Portoscuso. We, Sylvain and I, continue to see the fury of November winds along the west shore of Sardinia. It is autumn and rank after rank of gigantic waves shudder the earth as they steamroll along, at least two meters in height.

But the afternoon was unforgettable. Our new friend, Cremone Angelo Verdi from Portoscuso, invited us for lunch with his friend Pauline. We savoured a four course meal at our favourite restaurant, Su Strintu. It was a meal to remember with huge platters of seafood and free flowing red wine. We conversed again through gestures, sketches and my Italian phrasebook and dictionary. It was fun and we enjoyed numerous laughs, toasting to friendship and life. Ufortunately, a life was lost at sea today, as a small boat tipped in th wind.

My sincerest thanks are extended to Angelo for the best meal of the journey!