Bicycle touring Sardinia. Grandioso!
Fantastico! Magnifico! The Sartiglia, with its atmosphere
of unbridled, riotous pandemonium, was the most excitement I'd
witnessed in a long time. It took place on downtown Oristano's
main street. A bird's-eye view would have shown a bale-lined
backwards-J route covered in six inches of dirt. In total, one
hundred twenty horses would race through the dirt-covered street.
We stood where the avenue drifted into its lazy left-handed curve.
A drum roll reached its crescendo, and three gaily decorated
stallions thundered down the track straight towards us. |