As we came into the Sydney summer season, I had prepared myself for beach sessions and had been long anticipating glorious days under a sweltering sun stretched out on a sarong, lazing on beautiful white-sanded Australian beaches. So this then led me to ponder the last summer which I spent in Italy. Specifically, it led me to ponder the Italian beach experience.
There is an incredible expectation which comes with being one of The Returned. One of those who has gone beyond the boundaries of their comfortable suburban existence and dared to brave the big, wide world. One who has seen things, experienced things, supposedly gone and conquered and returned all the wiser and grander. You get to carry yourself with airs and grace because you are now Travelled.