In Sardinia, I did not go to Gramsci country in the South. Next time. 
I drank my cafe lungos in Ambat, overlooking the bay.
and when I came back, lo and behold, it was not was if time had stood still. No, the brave students from the Designacademy just as I found them walking in, organizing an intervention in public space, in a train to be more exact. More on that later.
