[July 2024] Our summer holiday on the island of Ischia in southern Italy is almost over.
At noon, we checked out of the Airbnb we were staying at in Forio and revisited La Tinaia, a restaurant we had visited earlier in the trip.
I wasn’t that hungry, so I just had the grilled squid and shrimp set.
The yellow sauce, which apparently contained tarragon, was delicious.
The squid and shrimp both had a strong flavour, and the shrimp roe was especially outstanding.
It came with a salad with French dressing, just like last time.
My husband had seafood pizza.
He seemed to like the thinness of the pizza, and was very satisfied.
With that and a half-litre of house wine, the total came to €43, which was reasonable, as expected.
After that, we just killed time.
The hydrofoil back to the mainland was at 3:55pm, and the flight from Naples was at around 8pm.
As we were strolling around the town of Forio, I noticed that the modern fountain facing the harbour was the work of Japanese architect Kengo Kuma.
We had passed the fountain many times before, but I did not notice a sign next to it until now.
I still don’t know why he made a fountain in Forio, though.
After that, both the hydrofoil and the plane worked smoothly and we returned to Milan.
But then it got tricky!
As mentioned before, we had parked our car in the car park at Linate Airport, but both my husband and I had completely forgotten where we had parked it.
For some reason, I thought it was the third floor, but I was wrong, and for some reason, I thought it was on the floor with the red wall, but I was wrong.
We spent about 40 minutes wandering around the multi-storey car park where the attendant told us, “There are about 1,500 cars parked there right now.”
Along the way, the same attendant came round and asked, “Huh? Are you still there?”
In the end, I felt a great fondness for our car, which was in a corner of the yellow wall on the first floor, beeping as if to say, “It’s here!” after receiving a signal from the key my husband had.
Even though it was close to midnight, it was very hot and humid, and we were both sweaty and exhausted.
“Next time, take a picture of where you parked,” the attendant told us.
Lesson learned.
