Ischia on foot

The Amalfi coast was bound to happen to us too. It is too rocky and close to the sea in the same time, full of history and bright colors. So it has a bit of everything for each and both of us to enjoy. 

And Ischia...well it just happened to be that one spot from where we could move around. And what a wonderful place it proved to be.

 Perfect for wanderers like us, who first go ahead and then check the map to see where they've ended up.

The big oleanders on either side of the street made me wonder about the color and the fragrance they'd add up to the place when in bloom, but now was not really their moment.

Instead, it smelled like lemon. Everywhere. And I could see why... Almost every garden had a lemon tree.

Colorful enough by nature, the hand-painted tiles make a perfect match for this place

We let ourselves driven by colors, the changing (and tricky for a rookie photographer like me) light, but at the end of the day I knew we'd have to make it to Forio. Because of them.

 So we got to Soccorso church. Yes, the one with a nice parenting lesson for us, never-patient-enough-parents. Yes, the little white church against the silver blue of the sea and the sky.

But I was there for something else. So we sat down just to see the sunset building up and the clouds gathering, the light shifting from silver to golden. And then I knew what I wanted to do on our last evening on the island:

 ...come back here once more.