May 14, 2026

Tennis under the Sardinia Sun

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There is a version of Sardinia that most people never see. Before the superyachts arrive and the beach clubs fill. We found it at Hotel Due Lune, tucked into bay of Puntaldia, in the quiet gold of a May morning. Spring in Sardinia is a different kind of beautiful. This is the island at its most honest — and we wanted to play tennis in it.

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The kind of place that remembers your name. Due Lune is family-owned, and you feel it the moment you arrive. There is a warmth here. Rooms open onto terraces. Terraces face the sea. The sea does the rest.

Tennis in the Morning, Everything Else After

Breakfast at Due Lune makes you rethink what a morning can be. A table heavy with fresh fruit, local cheeses, warm bread, healthy options done with real intention. It's not the type of a hotel trying to tick a wellness box, but actual food that makes you feel ready. We ate well. And then we played tennis.

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Courts from 10 to 12 under the Sardinia Sun. The group split into teams. Real competition, the kind that brings out both the best and the most theatrical in people. There was laughter between every rally and intensity inside it. The backdrop was Sardinia in full spring bloom: the Mediterranean scrub vivid and green, the sea glinting below the treeline, a sky that had no interest in clouds.

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After tennis, the afternoon opened up the way only the best afternoons do: with no particular plan and all the right options. Some headed straight to the beach for a cold plunge, the sea temperature still crisp enough to feel like a reward. Others stretched out by the pool, half-reading, half-napping. Both, it turned out, were the correct choice.

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Aperitivo arrived again at sunset, as reliably as the light. The group reassembled on the terrace, carrying the particular looseness that comes from a full day in the Sardinian air. Post-tennis, post-swim, post-pool, pre-dinner. There is no better state to be in. Dinner was together, all of us, at the restaurant.

Sardinia, we'll be back.