In the height of summer, this national park is swarmed with Sicilians worshiping the sun and sea. To get to the beach coves you hike a hot and dusty path along the mountain cliffside. As we ascended the craggy cliff down to the second cove, we found the small pebble beach incredibly packed. It was a sea in itself of umbrellas and beach blankets. Being Americans and loving our personal space, we immediately thought we should abandon our beach mission. However, we already hiked 30 minutes into this park and decided to do as Sicilians do and parked our pale bums on the rocky shore. Within a few minutes we were suddenly immersed in a beach culture we had not known before. The locals didn't care about personal space or who was next to them for that matter. All they cared about was spending time with friends and family, while splashing in the beautiful crystal clear warm waters and sunbathing on the little towel space they had. So we let ourselves go and relaxed into the scene and had an unexpected perfect day at the beach.