FRIDAY, 15th SEPTEMBER : In CAGLIARI

I woke this morning with a raspy throat, an annoyance at any time, especially so when one is on holidays!

Our elder son commented today that we don't put enough photos of ourselves on the blog (that's because neither of us likes being photographed) but we've taken a couple, even tried a selfie which we've not as yet been successful at mastering.

Here is Mike

This is me

and this is us!

We decided to visit the Santa Chiara Indoor Markets this morning, perhaps get something to eat there but were disappointed to find that there was only a fish stall and a fruit/vegetable stand open so went around the corner to a small cafe for our coffee and snack.

We then walked down the street 

to the bus station, and caught a bus to Poetta Beach, the closest beach to Cagliari.  The bus was crowded, the beach was adorned with tanned bodies of all shapes and sizes, Mike went in for a swim, I paddled.

It's a very long beach with plenty of room for a great many more people and I imagine the crowds flock there on the weekends.

After cold crinks at the cafe on the edge of the beach

we bussed back into town, had a bite to eat and retreated to the hotel for a couple of hours to rest as my throat was getting the better of me.

Later in the afternoon, we wandered around to La Rinascente Department Store 

to see if it is any different from Myers, David Jones etc.....it isn't - but it's air conditioned and has a restaurant/food court (closed) on the 6th floor

with a view of the port

Back at ground level, we crossed the road in search of a cafe and found a wedding instead!  We had to stop and watch proceedings

The wedding car!

The Bride and Groom

managed to squeeze into the car

and to the cheers of family & friends (and a few bystanders) they said arrivederci!

We found a cafe which is not difficult, there are plenty of them, and stopped for beer and coffee, enjoying the breeze wafting in

I bought a Sardinia cap to replace the Hunter Valley cap which I lost, it was made in China which probably explains why the cross is white when it should be red, as it is on the official Sardinia flag.   It keeps the sun of my face and is company for Mike's Germany cap!

We shared an excellent pizza for dinner, accompanied by an equally excellent glass of wine and a beer

and as we were paying the bill, spotted a procession at the end of the street so followed it to see what was happening.

We still don't know what it was all about, there was a large group of men dressed in white and a smaller group of women dressed in black, four men were carrying a statue of the Madonna with a couple of priests following, there was singing and then they all moved up the steps into the church, followed by several members of the public.  

We called it a day then and walked home via a gelateria to buy an ice cream to soothe my throat (that's my excuse!)