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October 13th: Friday

The previous two days were pretty unspectacular, which is why I took a break from writing. The only event worth mentioning is the loss of our beach shelter, which is unfortunately so destroyed that it can no longer be used. I'm sure it wasn't our handling as it's really foolproof. Unfortunately two of the struts broke out of the socket and now we only have one awning.

At first I was totally frustrated again, but after some Google research we found the only beach supplies store in town and bought a huge parasol. Not the best solution, but the only one.

After 3 nights in Cala Gonone at a beautiful but quite noisy campsite (in the morning and evening hours) we set off for the last stop of our trip.

Since many campsites were already closed, there wasn't much choice and we decided to go to San Teodoro, as it was right on the beach and not far from the ferry in Olbia.

We also like this campsite because it is nice and shady and has a great location. The beach is very busy, but we knew that beforehand.

The CP is still well attended, especially by families. And I have to say: Michel is once again the quietest child on the whole place. We are shocked at the volume level some families can maintain for hours. And the parents don't even seem stressed or annoyed. I don't think I could ever block out this noise. And I also think that Michel will have a hard time with both of us. But maybe we won't be as strict parents as we think now.

After we arrived, we set up quickly (it's getting faster and faster, we're a well-rehearsed team), drank coffee and Michel was already ready for his afternoon nap. He completely overslept the journey there, for which we were very grateful.

Unfortunately it was just a short nap and after a second coffee we made the short walk to the beach. Here too, the water is so clear that you can count the grains of sand. You can certainly walk 100 meters out into the water and still be dry above your belly button.

The two of us took turns splashing around while the other looked after the child, and by early evening we were back to pack all three of us into the shower.

Luckily, despite the many families, it was quiet after 8 p.m. and we were able to relax and enjoy our pasta. Michel was already sleeping peacefully.

I am eternally grateful that falling asleep here (almost) always goes smoothly. How many families do we see who are out and about for hours in the evening with strollers or carriers, not to mention all the crying and screaming that comes from the mobile homes.

Michel had his big problems in Norway, but we also made things very, very difficult for him. Traveled a lot, it didn't really get dark in the evenings and he was significantly younger. Now we know better, but he is our first child and we are still learning new things every day.