american B E A C H

Hitting the beach is always a priority while on vacation.

In Italy, the beaches are a little different. From the street, the beaches are all named and there are separate driveways to get to each beach.

Once you get in, the beaches all lead to the same coast/ocean. The only difference between beaches once you get on the other side is the color of the umbrellas.

Most beaches charge per person to enter. They charge for parking. Of course, they charge for an umbrella.

There is a section of beach along the Italian coastline called the American Beach, which is where we chose to go.

Using our military ID to get in the gate, we were the section of orange umbrellas tucked between the blue umbrella and green umbrella Italian beaches.


It was a little crazy to me.

We loved the beach.

The water was warm.
The sand was soft.
The sun was hot.

It was not crowded.
It was perfect.
Everyone was happy.

We are thinking we had a bad can of sunscreen on this beach day. Having coated and re-coated with sunscreen, we all had a little bit {or a lot} of sunburn at the end of the afternoon. Ouch.

Either that, or our skin just has not seen the sun for a L O N G time.

Jim's cousin, Scott and his girlfriend, Jazz flew in to Pisa from Illinois to spend a few days with us on their way to Croatia. They are above in the corner picture.