Ah, August XNUMXth. The week of holidays, the summer break par excellence, the beach party. Or, at least, so we imagine it. Torrid heat, infernal traffic, overcrowded beaches and so you go from a day of vacation to a day of "who made me do it? ". Here is a list of things you should really expect to Ferragosto.
The day before: the preparation
That you want to make your friends anxious by starting to talk about Ferragosto as early as New Year of the year before or if you try to organize something by getting by, give up. Irreparably, you will find yourself the day before organizing the plan for August XNUMXth with the same sagacity with which Dachshunds were preparing the attack on Uncle Scrooge. Your wacky plans, however, will lead you to do exactly what you do every year. On the other hand, for this year, don't change, same beach, same sea. A little heartened by the tranquility of already knowing the route, a little resentful for not being able to organize something better, you will go to bed. If that can be said.
The mid-August has gold in its mouth
According to the Persian poet and theologian Rumi, the breeze of dawn has secrets to tell you. But evidently, Rumi never made a smart start. The alarm clock, in fact, to leave on August XNUMXth is set at four in the morning, a time so inhumane that the factory where Charlie Chaplin worked was a no brainer. It is the so-called smart start: wake up early to avoid traffic. Why, in the dictionary, they all have the same idea and inevitably find more traffic than they would be two hours later it was too long. With seven thousand coffees in the body, we all leave in a daze towards a splendid place but we realize that only Napoleon at Waterloo he had had a worse idea. A long line of cars gets between you and the much desired goal.
But then, why is Ferragosto so important that in the end nobody likes it?
Here we are. You thought that in that place, in that little cove, in that tiny bay there would be no one, right? That after eight hours of traffic to cover twenty kilometers you would finally have found peace and tranquility? Oh, darlings. As soon as we arrive, in fact, the rabble of people begin to invest you, the struggles begin to grab every possible inch of beach, lawn or even sky. With the timeless summer songs that will hit your head until next summer, you will endure everything to stay there for just two hours. Of course, because you will also think about the intelligent return - even if it will end with the same result. Pouting and annoyed, you will try to take a quiet and relaxed bath but, by now, it will be easier to bathe in the sea of plastic created by uncivilized beasts.
Mid-August 2 - Revenge
You have finally returned home, taking sixteen hours of traffic and two of divertissement, and all you want to do is take a cold bath, take off the sand that the children have thrown at you, and recover a little from the slight post-cocktail grogginess watered down for twenty euros. Yet, your cell phone rings and you know within yourself that it is better not to answer, but it continues to ring, to ring, to ring. Here he is, the friend who offers you a bonfire on the beach to end the August XNUMXth and tells you that without you it just can't be done. That internal little voice that keeps repeating not to do it will be useless and so you will take the costume, perhaps from sleep you will also put it backwards, and you will leave the house. Suddenly, when you see the bonfire crackling, you will realize that life is a beat that oscillates between what you do in August and what you do at New Year.
