From Beach Bocce to Bare Butts: the Italian Beach

 We have been going to Italian beaches for a number of years now. Each time we go there is something different going on. One time there was a beach Zumba class but this time we saw a beach bocce class for mature ladies. Since we both play bocce sometimes,  it was interesting to see the adaptation for the beach.

Something we have never seen is this sand peninsula that was formed due to the low tides. The next photo is later in the day when tides returned the sea to the sand. While it was low a mother and son play a paddleball game.








There was a group of foreign students on a class trip frolicking in the water.

When the wind picked up a sailing school was spotted coming out of the marina into the sea and later some windsurfing officianados zipped across the water.


The beach is vast as it extends from the Marina to who knows where.


And of course, suitable for the END of the post, the bare butts that are so prevalent on the beach.

The End. (My camera must have gotten carried away)

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