Happy 20th anniversary to us! You already saw the kissy pictures.
By Day 4, it was starting to sink in: it is really too effing hot to do anything during the day! So forget the sights of Cagliari, Sardegna’s largest city, for a while: we hit the local beach instead. Here’s a view from the lighthouse hill; the beach is the sandy part in the distance. It was a nice city beach: chairs with umbrellas were for rent, and there was a full restaurant. That there was a full bar goes without saying. This was Italy. I would soon be averaging 4 drinks a day.
Only after we changed out of beach attire did we dare venture out to explore the old part of the city, in the (relative, sometimes, when there was a breeze) cool of the early evening. By nightfall it was even cool enough to climb up to Il Castello, the old walled-in way-high-up part of the city. We drank and enjoyed the view. This would establish a rhythm: avoid daytime unless submerged in the sea; frolic at night; and drink, in general.