I was drawn to it for several reasons:
1. It’s not in many of the guidebooks.
2. Very few people have heard of it or visit there.
3. It’s an island which means you have to ferry there – big fun for a Midwestern girl!
As the ferry pulled in to Marina di Procida, we had big smiles – the island was immediately charming.
A typical street in Procida – packed with scooters.
Procida is small, crowded, and romantic. There aren’t many tourists and most people didn’t speak English which made for quiet an adventure.
Taking in the view from our place.
Our apartment, located in Terra Murata, was amazing. Our rooftop deck was the highest point on the island and offered 360* views of the sea. I can’t overstate how much we loved it there. We had to drag our bodies from it and the view.
View from our deck. In the forefront you can see the old Procida Jail (it was a castle until being converted in 1815) which is no longer in use but has housed anti-fascists, fascists, and big-time mafiosos. Our row of shops, including a small bodega, bakery and wine store.
We enjoyed having a full kitchen and shopping close by. We hiked down to the several small nearby stores and bought goods at the bodega, bakery, and wine shop. Then Nick cooked for me and we dined on the roof.
Nick perfected his Pasta Carbonara recipe.
Our time in Procida was lovely. I would go back in a heartbeat.
After Procida we traveled back up to Rome for 2 nights before flying home. My time in Italy was everything I had hoped it would be. I felt relaxed, free, and enjoyed every moment. It inspired me to bring that mindset back to my everyday life.
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