I'll take my outrageous swimwear

As we're going to a Tuscany wedding at the height of the tourist season, I've been spending a fair amount of time trawling through websites that offer travel, accommodation and information about the area we'll be in.

There's masses out there. Cheap flights and expensive cruises, hostels and luxury hotels, museums and galleries, little cafes on Italian piazzas, bars and restaurants promising the best wine, the crispiest pizzas and tastiest pasta.

I recently came across this little gem.

'The sandy beach of Viareggio falls gently into the sea, ideal for children, is spacious, clean and outrageous.'

An outrageous beach eh? That is definitely going on my itinerary. What do you think it means? Do you think it wears pink feather boas and sings loud show tunes? Do you think it plays practical jokes on the sunbathers, nicking their underwear and swapping their sunscreen for shampoo? Do you think it tells eleborate lies, swearing it is telling the truth?

Whatever it means, I will find out.