The Aussie summer is whispering; calling me back from the tropics to the dry desert winds of WA. One thing is certain, the beach attire down south will not feature budgie smugglers, as proudly sported on the Italian lido. There won't be an espresso or Campari Spritz available within pebble throwing distance, and you have to BYO umbrella. The fine sand gets up your clacker and the water is frothing with sharks. As for personal space, we prefer our density to be 2 persons per 200 metres. After my initiation into Italian beach culture, I could understand if Euros found our vacant stretches of sand lonely, dangerous and devoid of entertainment; and what's with the long boardshorts?