Back to London

I'm finally back to London. Even though I'm not very happy about that. It's difficult to leave white beaches, warm waters, a always blue sky and family and friends. For what? For a shitty weather? Damn, it's not easy at all.

Anyway, the holiday was good. After days of beach I look more African than Italian. The new dog, Birra, is not a dog, it's a dangerous beast. Always ready to destroy your shoes or whatever you leave unprotected.

The friends, they're always the same. And that's good, they make you feel at home :)

Some pics:

Birra and Brutus

Driving is always very important in Sardinia. Probably 30% of my time!

The sea from the boat