The plan for today is simple. We are going to walk from our hotel on the northeast portion of the island to the northwest portion of the island. Our destination is Giardini La Mortella – created in 1958. We had our swimming suits and umbrellas with us. Prepared for anything, right?
Hmmm…8.7 km one way. We didn’t know that before we started. It’s OK. We’re on island time!
An all too common sight in Italia.
Amy and I stopped to take photos when we had unobstructed views of the sea. While we were stopped, a nicely dressed man on a yellow scooter (and, the required helmet) beeped and waved to us. Who was that? No lo so.
A few minutes later, the same man on the scooter, now going the other way, beeped and waved. We finally realized it was Antonio from the hotel!
Does this mean no sprinkles on your gelato?
Pretty worn doors – with a hole just begging for a look. Ick! That wasn’t a good idea.
I had to practically beg Amy to go down this little side street. They are what I most love. She relented.
A couple of these people were sitting outside enjoying the day. I asked if I could take their picture. So, they went into the house and brought out the rest of the family! We walked by another home – the door to the house led directly into the kitchen. A senior woman was sautéing garlic – it was hard not to follow my nose right into her kitchen!
Il Fungo off the coast of Ischia’s smallest town – Lacco Ameno.
This will be me someday – fishing in a no-fishing area.
I like the mosaic tiled risers.
A pink bicycle duo – dresses up any alleyway.
Let me repeat myself. I love Italy in October!
Moms walk their kids to and from school in this little town.
We asked the proprietor of a store for a restaurant recommendation. She directed us across the street – it was her family’s place. And, it was delicious! (Ristorante Il Delfino) I had pasta with olive oil, chilies and huge hunks of garlic. I will never finely mince by garlic again! Yes, that is an Italian/English dictionary on the table. I don’t have an app for that…
Lest you think it wasn’t beach weather. That’s the only reason I took this photo!
Yep, we’re starting the climb.
Well, it’s hard to believe we got lost on what seemed like the only road. But, daylight was burning and we wanted time to see the gardens so we grabbed a ‘taxi’. It dropped us off about 500 yards down the road. So close but yet so far.
Finalmente! The entrance fee was 12 euros. The gardens were beautiful – as anticipated. There were a lot of stairs, but, of course with stairs come views. Too bad there wasn’t a concert tonight! If you want to read more follow this link – http://www.lamortella.org/en/.
These lily pads had about an 18″diameter!
These beat the heck out of my black umbrella!
Here a cat…
Indoor concert area…
Outdoor concert area…
Now, that we knew the not so elusive way, we began our return walk back to the hotel. The narrow roads were challenging on curves – for us, not the vehicles. Move it or lose it!
Very cool house. Are those Bronco colors?!
…there a cat.
The sun was starting to set as we trudged up the hill to our hotel.
A pit stop?
Antonio’s scooter. While I was taking photos he offered Amy a ride.
Well, it was a lot of walking, but well worth it. Tomorrow? Thermal baths and a fort? Buona notte!