There are tree words that can change the rhythm of an Italian summer in an instant. Tutti in Spiaggia! A whistle cuts through the heat. Umbrellas under arms, towels over shoulders. And suddenly, everyone is heading in the same direction. The beach gets louder. More crowded. Alive! The sea is no longer the background — it becomes the centre of everything. For a few glorious months, this is where Italian life moves. |
