Milano Marittima – MI. MA. – (Italy)
I lived in Milano Marittima during the summer, crowded with sun-cream-soaked bathers, overflowing with hot people splashing around, splashing salt water, cackling.
Children crying, children laughing, children playing, children wandering, children getting lost and children finding each other.
Sandcastles, shovels, buckets, candied fruit, beautiful coconut, fresh coconut, doughnuts and cream pie, ice cream cones and orange juice.
Orange and green striped deckchairs, yellow and red umbrellas, blue hats and pink swimming costumes – all in the pine forest to cool off.
Everyone in the pine forest to cool off in the shade.
I saw Milano Marittima in February: the silent pine forest, the empty streets, the closed hotels, the barred doors, the absent people.
Colours: no.
Only black and white.
