Procida is a hidden gem, bathed in sunlight and wrapped in sea breeze. Its pastel houses cascade gently toward the turquoise waters, creating a picture of perfect stillness. Here I stayed at the beautiful Hotel San Michele, where every morning felt like a soft beginning. Just around the corner, Gelateria Saint Rock served the most exquisite gelato I've ever tasted — creamy, rich, unforgettable. In the evening, I had dinner at Il Pescatore, a cozy restaurant by the sea, where I enjoyed fresh and perfectly cooked fish. Wandering through Terra Murata’s ancient charm and gazing at Marina Corricella’s colorful facades mirrored in the bay, I felt as though I had stepped into a painting. Procida is not just a place, but a feeling — of beauty, stillness, and stories whispered by the wind.
