Saturday was beach day. Swimming in the Mediterranean was about 10 fold better than swimming in the dirty Atlantic Ocean outside of New Jersey. The water was refreshing for such a humid day.
Nettuno is the last stop on the train we took and was well worth the hour train and 6 euro to get to. It was a cozy little town that lacked the overcrowded tourist-y and crowded feeling of Rome. In fact though, Nettuno is a tourist town that with a very large yacht club. I would not mind in the least bit if the study abroad program was moved out of Rome and into Nettuno. We played frisbee on the beach, a
totally American activity to partake in.
Surprisingly the beach had some very very openly intimate couples laying around. I've learned that anything I deem unusual or awkward is probably just a cultural difference and nothing more. I know it's wrong to generalize on this sort of thing, but thus far it's been true. Regardless, it was a beautiful day for the beach. We even walked down to Villa Costaguti-Borghese, a well-protected nature reserve built in the mid 1600s
. Disappointingly enough, it was closed for the day so we didn't get to go inside. I intend on taking another trip down to the beach, hopefully it will be open for my next visit.
Sampson and I admiring the view of the yacht club and sea.
