Ischia day 1 Ischia Porte and Ponte 19.05
Wow, I am so far behind with my blog after an absolutely wonderful week with my friend Guni, firstly in Ischia, Procida and then Naples.
Luckily, during my Italian lessons my teacher, Elizabetta, who grew up in Naples, taught me a lot about this city, which moves partly at an incredibly frenetic pace in the poorer parts, and the wealthier area at a very calm pedestrian pace! On arrival at the station, things were made worse by the fact that the heavens had opened and there was a sudden deluge, leading to the longest queue I've ever seen for a taxi.. Dozens of taxis were lined up, hooting their horns, drivers outside waving their arms, gesticulating, probably rudely, at others, and travellers from all over the world wondering what lay ahead. Fortunately, a family from Denmark beside me was also going to the port, so with a loaded car we were underway. Great to see Guni there!
The ferry takes you past many islands including Procida. This trip is really another dream come true!
As we arrived in Ischia we were greeted by a mass of taxi drivers, all wanting our business. It was just a sea of people waving and shouting. Before we knew it, someone had grabbed my bag and was walking to a bus full of equally confused new arrivals. Guide book and common sense told me to say no and get my bag, but heat and cobblestone plus heavy bag told me yes for 10 Euro each.
The drive was as chaotic as the arrival. With a full bus our chauffeur drove through the narrow streets of Ischia at good speed, negotiating corners, no entry streets and meandering tourists with ease whilst also turning to speak to his passengers ! We had a great adventure, especially as we were given front row seats.
Anyway , we amazingly arrived in one piece at our beautiful appartment with its terrace looking onto a wall of bougainvillea. Stunning!
The appartment was perfect with masses of space and great location, but the designer had strange ideas when it came to the wardrobes. We tried the special stick to hang things at 2- metre height, but we weren't very good! Never mind, I rarely hang stuff up.
The first day we decided to stay near home and walked along the coast to Ischia Ponte, with its fabulous Castle Aragonese (dragon).
And ahead the seemingly impenetrable fortress, now very much open to the public. We decided against the steps up in the heat, thinking we might do it another day, but we missed out there.
In the evening, the cloud had shifted and we decided to savour an Aperol spritz by the port. It's a beautiful area and wasn't too busy.
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