When I think of Italian summers, I feel a warm and bubbly feeling inside my stomach not unlike the fizz of a nice Lemonsoda.
My summers spent in Italy are always light and breezy, no matter how much work I have or how sweltering the heat. There is something freeing about throwing on a sheath dress, tying a silk scarf around your neck and traipsing around the city with thousands of other people all enjoying the sun. And let's not forget the Ferragosto: around mid-August, everything in Italy basically goes on vacation. Small grocers close up shop, schools are closed, restaurant owners go on holiday and the entire country is brought together by one thing: the mutual enjoyment of the summer months.
The old adage, "All the world's a stage..." is never more true than it is in Italy during the summer. People are out an about, fun and fancy free. Women are bronzed goddesses while the men chase after them. Children play happily underfoot, and the passeggiata is in full force. It is a wonderful time to be alive. To eat, drink and be merry in the company of friends and family.
Unfortunately, I'm not spending this summer in Italy but in my heart I'm still right there in Puglia, frolicking in the pristine sand and reading a book by the shore.
Enjoy these photos of Italian summers past.
About the Author
Audra de Falco is a freelance Italian, Spanish, French and Sicilian to English translator based in New York, NY. She has been working in the industry since 2003 and is an advocate of fair industry practices and translators' rights.