I love the island of Ischia because it holds so many memories for me. Situated next to Capri, this island of Ischia is a beautiful Italian haven filled with lots of color, beautiful sea views, and friendly people. I’ve stayed on the island maybe3 or 4 times and I love it more each time I go. This past summer, I was lucky enough to continue my Italian exploration after Venice by going to Ischia for another 2 weeks. The big occasion for this was that my grandparents, who live on the island for half of the year, were celebrating their 50th Wedding Anniversary! (I know, that is a LONG time.)
My mom, the clever woman she is, booked us an apartment right on the water. This meant that our large terrace looked out onto the beach and across the Mediterranean. We could see Mount Vesuvius, hear the crashing of the waves, and as soon as we arrived, we could see all our family down on the beach. So of course, my brother and I put our suitcases on our respective bunks (because our room had a bunk bed), changed into our bathing suits, and met everyone down on the beach.
That night all 15 or so of us met for dinner at a lovely restaurant and everyone ordered pizza. It was really nice to see all of my family and laugh with my younger cousins. And, that’s basically what we did for most of the week: went to the beach for the day then went for dinner at night. There’s nothing better than living in a bathing suit every day and swimming in the cool Mediterranean Sea looking at the beautiful views all around you. It’s convenient too, because the beach has a restaurant if ever I got hungry or thirsty.
Friday July 7 was the day of my grandparents’ 50th Wedding party. We went to the beach as normal in the morning, but we left earlier than usual so we could all get ready. We had to be at the church around 18:00. I wore a white sleeveless dress with a cinched waist that went down to just above my knees, silver dangling earrings, and black heeled sandals. Once we got to the church, we watched the renewal of vows and I got to participate in the ceremony along with some other members of my family. It was lovely.
After the church ceremony, we all walked to the restaurant where the reception was being held. It was right across from the beach and had an amazing view of the sea just as the sun was setting. There was a musician who played beautiful Italian songs, people gave speeches and toasts, we ate too much, we laughed too much. It was a fantastic night filled with lots of love and the best family I could ask for. Per Italian style, we didn’t leave until 1 or 2 in the morning, by which point I was exhausted.
For the next week, we did pretty much the same as the week before: beach and swim every day. Although night time varied; we explored the island. We got gelato every night of course, but not always from the same place; we ate at different restaurants, saw different musicians, walked different streets. For an island, there is so much to do. One night we walked to my grandparent’s house on the other side of the island and ate a fabulous meal prepared by my Nonna. One of our last days on the island, we changed up our routine and went to the spa beach. It’s pretty expensive which is why we only go one day, but it is worth it. It has various levels of outdoor lounging, along with heated pools with waterfalls, a restaurant with a view to die for, and stairs that walk right into the sea. And once in the sea, there are floating chairs to lay in and docks to jump off of. It’s one of my favorite places on the island.
Unfortunately, our time on Ischia couldn’t last forever. So after doing some last minute shopping at the island’s many stores, we finally arrived at our last day. Weirdly enough, there was a fire in Napoli which we could see from our terrace, but the smoke made it seem like Vesuvius was smoking. That was an exciting 5 minutes where we thought perhaps we’d be the next Pompeii. Luckily, our flight wasn’t until noon the next day though, so we stayed the night in Napoli and got to experience the joys of the city where my family is from. We ate delicious food at a restaurant right on the marina, so that I twirled my pasta with one hand and tried not to touch the boat next to me with the other. After dinner, we walked around the streets of the busy city simply people watching and getting gelato before heading back to get a good night’s rest.
The next day, we packed up and ate our last meal at a restaurant a few feet from our hotel. It was a great way to leave Italy, with a view of a castle on the water and pasta in my mouth.
Here are some of the photos from Ischia and Napoli:
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Ciao for now!