That's a great shot, Rob, and I can see the reflection of your middle finger raised toward the hotel.
Damn! I thought I'd managed to avoid that digit showing!
The Aga Khan's Sardinian resort, and the Cala di Volpe
hotel's refusal really did annoy me. Inside, and obviously poolside, you could buy any alcohol you wanted (they even had the Fox
discotheque, should you want to see girls), but as alcohol is not allowed in some Moslem jurisdictions (since when was Italy one?) the public face has to be one of hypocricy.
When pleasure is of itself too complex an issue for some, what hope for greater understanding between faiths?
The locally supplied police did drive past and then park and watch, but I think they were more interested in the model and my wife than in what I was doing. Not in their wildest dreams could we have been mistaken for kidnappers, the number one threat in the area.
As an aside: during that trip I saw a boat whose name registered a while later back home in Spain when a local yachtbroker commissioned me to shoot pix in Alcudia for a charter brochure. Turned out to be the same boat I'd seen in Porto Cervo, and it belonged to Pete Townshend of the Who
. According to the crew, he wouldn't go ashore there (Sardinia) due to worries about the safety of the kids... nice to be famous.
I enjoy my relative poverty. Yeah. It would be nice to be super-rich and totally unknown, though.
P.S. Kodachrome, but it appears now more like a misadventure with Velvia!