The private Bagni of Italy: already I have a nostalgic feeling. I think of hot summers and melting ice creams and soothing shade under the rented umbrellas. People packed liked sardines. Sunburns everywhere.
If you have ever been to the Viareggio coast of Northern Italy you may know the sights: miles and Miles of privatized beaches for millions of Italians and Europeans who annually flood the region during their summer holidays. But in the winter everything changes. The coast is fast asleep. Everything that was tinted in the bright colors, sounds and smells of life is now stale and rusty and forgotten.