My trip is winding up. It's a rather anticlimactic end. I'm a stone's throw from Cagliari, only 30Km away. I rode only two hours this morning to get to Pula. The ride along the southern coast was spectacular. I wound around curving roads atop huge cliffs towering above the turquoise sea below. There were Spanish era towers on every cape. But then I hit Strada Procinciale 195 and things got unpleasant. The terrain flattened out and the upscale resorts began. So did the traffic and the hiigh prices. The oncoming traffic was endless, proceeding like a stalled parade for miles. Tomorrow is Fierra Agosta- a huge holiday in Italy. People were obviously fleeing Cagliari. I found my campground, set up my tent, and headed to the cafe where I purchased a copy of the Herald Tribune and a couple of beers. In the heat of the afternoon I headed over to nearby Nora, the largest Punic - Roman ruin in Sardinia. It featured many mosaic pavements, still intact, and a huge Spanish era tower. Afterwards I headed to the beach for my last bath in the Mediterranean. I'll head to Cagliari tomorrow for my final night on the island.
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