Sardinia for Spring Break 2012
Friday, January 27th, 2012So, hey you guys. Have you ever heard of this place called Sardinia? A SUPPOSED island in the middle of the Mediterranean, which is kind of between Italy, Corsica, and North Africa. Where balmy breezes gently brush past white sands, only to gently sway palm trees laden with coconuts and monkey butlers to and fro, only to reveal a delicious swirly margarita machine tucked into a beautiful grotto, surrounded by tropical flowers and hula dancers and probably a white tiger. And most likely a crocodile in a tuxedo is sitting at a grand piano, gently tinkling away and singing Harry Belafonte tunes. Or something like that. I may or may not have just taken a lot of Zicam.
But, seriously. I don’t know if it’s because it’s cold and rainy in Brooklyn, but Sardinia looks pretty sweet right about now. Relatively hilly and with craggy cliffs leading up to the blue, temperate ocean, it looks like the setting for a James Bond movie, and is clearly home to the craziest and most awesome pirate people on the planet.

Pretty sure Grace Jones, as the lovely and terrifying May Day, lives on a Viking Ship moored off the coast of Sardinia...
