The lead up to the summer is all about, “Dove vai?“, “Ma che bello…“, “Beh, divertiti, riposati“, and “Ci vediamo a settembre.” (Where are you going?, How lovely, Have fun/relax, and See you in September).
Then summer itself comes along, the weekday/weekend back and forth from the beaches increases steadily, kids often staying there with grandparents. By August 1st, some psychic shift takes place and all obligations are off, entire cities (and their chaos) simply relocate to the beach… yet life during le ferie (the holidays) takes on that suspended time out of time cadence that characterizes holidays the world over.
Like any play worthy of the name, these two acts finish with a third… il rientro (the return). And so before you know it, you’re in a park on lunch break, and everyone is playing their part. Grandparents are out for a stroll with their grandchildren (parents are already back at work; kids not in school yet), friends are catching up over cups of coffee… “Dove sei stata?”, “Vi siete riposati?”, “Avete mangiato bene?”, “Ma quanto sei abbronzata..!” (Where did you go?, Did you manage to rest/relax?, Did you eat well?, Wow, you’re really tan!)
Il rientro is that ten day period when Italian life shifts back from summer holiday to usual daily life.
Buon rientro a tutti!