Do you remember the the Waltons? For those who are too young it was set on a farm, in America.The family were very family orientated and at night all of them called out Goodnight to each other. John Boy was the name of one of the sons.
Sardinia is such a beautiful island that we decided to return and explore more of the island last September. We organised a fantastic apartment and booked flights to Alghero, which was on the opposite side of the island, but it was much cheaper than flying into Olbia. Arriving early morning, we had all day to drive to the east coast and enjoy the scenery, but decided to spend a few days at Alghero before returning home. Having browsed the hotels on the internet, we settled on the Hotel Calabona, which was on the edge of the town and we were planning to drive south before crossing to the west coast it should be easy to find!
Wonderful! It was so easy to find as we came along the coast road from Bosa
, we turned into the drive and had plenty of parking to choose from, some spaces covered with a wooden roof covered in wonderful flowers, which we decided would keep the car out of the sun. Check in was after 1.00pm and it was now after 2.00 and still very hot. Strolling over to the main entrance with our cases, we admired the pretty gardens and the sea view and an amazing tent
like structure called "Le Vele", where meals were sometimes served. The building is white and traditional in style.
The reception/ lounge area or the lobby as they describe it, felt pleasantly cool, low settees and chairs were available to relax in and some glass show cases displaying local handcrafts. We were quickly greeted and booked in, the receptionist spoke good English but I think was actually German that day. Someone else took our cases and then took us to the lift, rather small for 3 adults and 2 cases! And we hurtled up a couple of floors. The corridors were carpeted but with marble tiles at the edges, and we went through a door back into the sun on a large terrace, and walked along to our room. The swallows dived around us and into their nests where the wooden beams joined the walls. There was a notice in the rooms saying that the cleaners tried to keep the floors clean, but they were honoured that the swallows choose to reside at their hotel
The door was opened and we walked from the bright sunshine into a very dark narrow corridor leading to our room. The receptionist quickly pointed out the air conditioning, fridge and bathroom and left us to settle in.*Our Room*
First impressions are important. It was cool, which was great after being in the hot sun. It was dark, not so good as we needed to switch on a light, which looked as if it had come out of the ark! It swung precariously from the ceiling and was a huge metal affair, so we soon opened the French window onto the balcony. Unpacking, like packing is my job! I only partly unpacked as most of our clothes had been worn and we were only staying for 2 days. The cupboards and wardrobes were in the dark corridor between the door and the bedroom, it was hard to see
what you had put on the shelves, and hung in the wardrobe!