Ladispoli, Italy

For my first post, I’m going to share my experience in Ladispoli, Italy, for two reasons. One, who doesn’t love beautiful Italian beaches? And two, this was really my first experience with the phenomenon of accidental finds.

It came about when I was in Rome with two friends, and after being there for several days, we had hit the main sites. So we went to the train station, looked at a map to find a place on the coast, and compared some place names to the ticket prices. Ladispoli was the winner because it was only four euros to take the train there. It probably also won because the entire time one of my friends was hopping up and down because she really had to pee but she refused to pay the 40 cents to use the public restroom and wanted to wait until we got on the train. So we didn’t have a long time to decide.

So we paid our four euros and took the hour-or-so train ride out to Ladispoli. While so many things could have gone horribly wrong, we got lucky and Ladispoli was a beautiful little town.

The most amazing part was the black sand beach, which, since we were there at the beginning of April, was completely deserted except for us.

The weather was a little breezy but warm enough for the beach (about 65 degrees). After lounging on the beach for awhile, we walked along the boardwalk that ran beside the beach. We went into a gelato shop and managed to point at enough things to procure ourselves delicious cones of creamy gelato. While walking and enjoying the Italian version of ice cream, we came across this adorable plaza.

Each corner of this town was more charming than the last. We browsed trinket shops, soaked up some more sun, and otherwise lazily wiled away the afternoon. And we caught the train back to Rome in time to spend the evening in that ancient city. I’m not sure that the town would be quite as charming in the height of the summer tourist season, because there is always a certain magic in having a town to yourself (and the locals, of course), and feeling that you’ve discovered a place other tourists never find. It certainly made me realize the beauty of the accidental finds. Overall, I think it was the most convenient bathroom emergency my friend ever had.

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About accidentalfinds

A twenty-something girl searching for ways to get abroad and find random amazing bits of the world as much as possible.
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4 Responses to Ladispoli, Italy

  1. blade3colorado says:

    I love your post . . . good observations about just “winging it” and allowing the day to unfold.

  2. adinparadise says:

    How lovely to have the beach to yourselves. Perfect day by the sound of it. 😉

  3. Amy Robern says:

    Ladispoli has operated as a refuge for various displaced persons since at least after the Second World War. My father and grandmother spent 4 years there after they were liberated from Auschwitz and Dachau respectively. My father took me and my brothers back to visit this amazing city in 1978 and we were lucky enough to stay in the hotel where my father, grandmother and her new husband lived for 4 years as most of the hotels at the time had been turned into the equivalent of kibbutz type accommodations. After we had been there 3 days we were waiting for my mother in the main piazza when I noticed the rest of the people in the piazza were not speaking Italian and did not look like the natives. A young boy walked by, wearing an “I love New York” t-shirt and a Star of David. We had not heard any English since we arrived and my father tried to speak to the boy- first in English- No answer. He then tried Italian, French, Hebrew, Yiddish but when he spoke Russian the kid understood! Suddenly, his older brother came up and asked why we were talking to his brother. After some introductions, we learned that the town was full of Russian Jewish refugees waiting for their Visas to Canada, the US or Israel! 40 years later… Several years later I met a Russian Jewish girl who had just arrived in Canada. I asked her if she knew of Ladispoli. Shocked, she told me that she had just come from there after spending three years waiting for her Visa!

    So next time you are in Ladispoli, the find could be even more amazing!

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