I’ve been to Baja Sardinia twice now—once in June and once in early September. Both trips felt like summer postcards with sand in the corners. This is me, telling you what I loved, what bugged me, and the little things I wish I knew sooner.
If you want the blow-by-blow version—including the exact moment I ditched my phone and just listened to the waves—you can peek at my full first-person Baja Sardinia diary.
Getting There, Without Stress (Well, Mostly)
I flew into Olbia (OLB). I grabbed a tiny Fiat Panda and drove about 35 minutes to Baja Sardinia. Easy roads. Pretty views. I did miss a roundabout once because the sea flashed blue, and I got distracted—totally worth it.
Parking near the main beach was a mix. Street spots were free early in the day. After noon, I paid at a small lot near the square. It wasn’t cheap, but it wasn’t wild either.
If you want a deeper dive into local driving routes, hidden coves, and food stops, check out Antonello Salis’s insider Sardinia guide before you go.
The Beach That Hooked Me
The main beach is called Cala Battistoni. Soft sand. Clear water that fades from glass to turquoise to deep blue. On my first morning, I waded in and could see my toes. I could also see tiny fish zip past my ankles. I’m not a strong swimmer, but it felt safe and calm most days.
Bring reef-safe sunscreen. Some days you’ll see brown sea grass (posidonia) along the shore. It looks like mess, but it’s normal and protects the coast. I learned not to complain about nature doing its job.
I also wandered over to a quiet cove behind the Grand Hotel Smeraldo Beach. The rocks look like sculpture. I laid on a warm slab and listened to the water slap and hush. You know what? I almost fell asleep right there.
Food That Tastes Like Sea and Sun
I kept it simple. A plate of fregola with clams. Grilled sea bream with lemon. Pane carasau that crackled. I drank Vermentino di Gallura—cold, clean, a little salty. For dessert, I had seadas, warm and sticky with honey. Sticky fingers, happy heart.
One night, I sat by the square and ate a thin-crust pizza with anchovies. A local guy leaned over and said, “Good choice.” He was right. I love when a place nudges you toward simple food and it just sings.
Golden Hour: Where Sunset Feels Like a Show
Phi Beach is the sunset spot. It’s carved into rock, right by the sea, and it’s a whole scene. I went early one evening and got a front-row seat to the sky turning peach and gold. My Aperol spritz was strong and, yeah, pricey. But that view? It made me hush without trying. After dark, the music picks up. House beats. Bare feet. People floating from one rock to another like it’s a movie set.
Another night, I tried Ritual Club. It’s tucked in the rocks, almost like a cave garden. Soft lights, steps cut into stone, a little mystery. I danced, then cooled off outside where the air smelled like myrtle and salt.
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A Quick Kid-Friendly Break
Aquadream is right in Baja Sardinia. It’s a small water park, good for a half day. I tried the big slide once, screamed once, and decided to cheer from a chair after that. Families seemed happy. Lines moved pretty fast. My niece would love it.
Day Trips That Made Me Stare
- La Maddalena archipelago by boat: I booked a day tour from Cannigione, which is close by. We stopped at islands with water so clear it looked fake. I swam, had a simple lunch on board, and got sun in places I forgot to sunscreen. No regrets.
- Porto Cervo: It’s a short drive. Shiny yachts. Fancy shops. I grabbed a gelato and people-watched from a shaded bench. Fun for an hour or two, then I missed the sand.
What I Loved
- The water: calm most days and silly clear.
- The vibe: relaxed by day, glam at sunset.
- The rocks: giant, warm, and kind of magical.
- The food: simple, fresh, and salty in the best way.
What Bugged Me (A Little)
- Prices jump: sunset drinks at Phi Beach were steep, and chairs on the main beach add up. I skipped loungers and used a towel. Worked fine.
- Wind days: the mistral hit once and the sea got rough. I wore a light jacket at night and felt smart.
- Summer crowds: show up early for parking and a good spot on the sand. Late mornings felt like musical chairs.
Where I Stayed
I split between two spots on my trips:
- Hotel La Bisaccia: quiet, with a little cove and lawns that roll down to the sea. Breakfast on the terrace was slow and peaceful.
- Grand Hotel Smeraldo Beach: a bit livelier, with granite steps that lead to tiny beaches. I swam before coffee. That felt like a small win.
Both hotels were a short walk to the square, which made dinner easy.
If you’re still weighing up which corner of the island fits your style (and budget), my candid rundown of Sardinia’s best areas to stay might save you a few hours of map scrolling.
And for anyone flirting with the idea of going full resort—deck chairs, beach bar, the works—I also wrote an honest review of what a Sardinian beach resort stay really feels like.
Tiny Tips That Helped
- Bring water shoes if you plan to climb on the rocks. They grip well and save your toes.
- Go to the beach by 9:30 am for calm water and soft light.
- Keep cash for small beach bars and parking meters that don’t love cards.
- Save one night for a long walk along the shore after dinner. The sea glows. It really does.
Final Take
Baja Sardinia isn’t wild or fussy. It’s gentle and bright. It keeps you outside—barefoot, a little salted, and not checking your phone much. I went home with sea-soaked hair and a mood that felt new.
Would I go back? Yes. For the rocks. For the water. For that soft moment at sunset when everyone goes quiet, and the day slides into night like a secret.