STURM & DRANG

Every summer in the 1960’s, we would load our luggage in
my father’s blue Simca Elysée and drive to the Adriatic’s
Italian beaches and sometimes the Mediterranean ones.
We left Toulouse early in the morning in order to arrive in
the evening before sunset for our first swim. My parents
preferred the seaside resorts next to Rimini or Riccione,
where prices were still affordable. My mother said the sea
there was bluer than anywhere else. I remember in particular
the Lido de Pomposa, a Lido similar to many other ones,
built quickly with its small buildings in the classic style of
the ‘60s with a campsite, a supermarket and an open-air
disco.