Getting to Corsica was easy, but the way back brought the perfect storm.

Mamoiada's festival is much about cowbells and rogue ghosts.

Wanted: An ugly American to play goalie in Cagliari

D.H. Lawrence’s vivid Sardinian travelogue of the 1920s stirs a trip of its own.

Italians cling to a delicious lifestyle, of which soccer violence is a vestige.

There are two Sardinias. The first offers turquoise and azure coastlines; the other hardened, toughened men.

Sardinia's array of guttural-sounding suffixes pre-date the language that Dante created.

In Uta, a pleasant, earthy mix of manure and mud odors suffuse the air, reminding you that agriculture is never far off.

The mayor's Smart Car rolls to a halt outside of my apartment. Beside his plate are stickers with the word "socialismu" — socialism.

My roommate has never seen a film in a foreign language or set foot off of this island. Chinese food? Don't ask.

Sardinia is among the most isolated Mediterranean islands, a fact that has contributed to its peculiar development.