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Sardinia (in Sardinia or Sardinna Sardinian Sardenya in Catalan, Saldìgna in Gallura, Sassari in Sardhìgna) is the second largest island in the Mediterranean Sea, the forty-eighth in Europe and worldwide.
As administrative body is called the Autonomous Region of Sardinia and it is an autonomous region with special status as part of the Italian Republic. The special status enshrined in the Constitution of the Italian Republic in 1948, provides a broad cultural and administrative autonomy to the institutions of a region custodian of an ancient civilization with unique ethnic and linguistic characteristics.
Despite the insularity, the location in the heart of the Mediterranean Sea since ancient times has favored the interests of the various colonial powers, so facilitating trade relations and cultural but also a succession of various foreign domination. In modern times, many travelers and writers have extolled the beauty of Sardinia, immersed in an environment largely untouched, which is home to a landscape with flora and fauna species found nowhere else, then where are the vestiges of civilization nuragica [1]. British writer David Herbert Lawrence, during a brief tour on the island, wrote in his travelogue amazed:
"This land does not resemble any other place. Sardinia is another thing about enchanting space and distance to travel, nothing finished, nothing definitive. It's like freedom itself. "
(David Herbert Lawrence, by Sea and Sardinia, 1921)
The singer-songwriter Fabrizio De André, fascinated by its beauty, decided to reside there permanently then describing it this way:
"Life in Sardinia is probably the best a man can hope: twenty-four thousand kilometers of forests, countryside, surrounded by a sea coast of miraculous should coincide with what I recommend to God to give us as Paradise ."
(Fabrizio De André, 1996) [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]

The legend of the Bay of Angels The Gulf of Cagliari is also known as the Bay of Angels. It is said that the Angels, in the distant past, asked God for a gift. God said he would give them the gift of a land where men are loved, respected, happy living. "I know there is this land, look for it, find him and will be yours" he told them. The angels obeyed, came down from heaven and spread on the ground. But wherever they found malice, hate war. They were to return, sad, from God the Father, when their eyes fell upon a large island green surrounded by a tranquil sea. The angels came quickly: no noise of war and destruction, no columns of smoke rose from the hills where source large grazing herds. And men plowing the fields are not closed by signs of ownership. Those early inhabitants of Sardinia, unaware of the wealth of their land, descendants of heroes who had fled the tirranide and injustice, they spent their lives in simplicity, peace and happy with the beauty of the area. The Angels went up happy in heaven. They reported what they had seen the Lord and God kept his promise. The Angels then ridiscesero still on the island and were especially delighted by the great gulf that opened as a huge turquoise flower, at the extreme southern limit of their land. So they decided to settle there: in that amount of water so blue and beautiful that reminded Paradise. Soon, though, Lucifer, angels envious of those happy, tried to sow among them, struggle and strife, and because he could not do the Angels tried to drive them from that second Paradise. Long fought the forces of good and evil unleashed on the Gulf waters. And then finally, between the lightning flash of the devil rose up the gleaming sword of the Archangel Gabriel. The sign of victory was decisive, Lucifer himself was thrown from his black horse, the nostrils of fire. So he took the saddle and, in a fit of violent rage, threw it in the Gulf, forming a promontory that was later called "The Seat of the Devil." Below it, they found the first peaceful refuge Phoenician ships, then the war of the Carthaginians. Then those of the Romans, the Vandals and the Byzantines. Following those of Pisani, the Genoese and Spaniards. And finally, those of the English, the French and the Americans. So, today, the angels are gone from their enchanted bay and look down, descending, sometimes mild and quiet at sunset, when the sky is colored gold and purple.