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For the perfect Ischian stay

A story goes that when a restauranteur in Ischia, an island in the gulf of Naples, was asked to cook for some guests, he found his cupboards.

After that disaster, I decide to take a break. I stroll down to the beach at Spiaggia dei Maronti. Man, the view is killer! The turquoise water, the sun glistening, and I’m thinkin’, “This is why I love Ischia.” I grab a gelato—pistachio, of course—and just chill for a sec. But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches my gelato! I’m like, “Hey! That’s my lunch!” But the bird’s gone, and I’m left with nothing but a sad cone.

Italy landslide: Aftermath of Ischia disaster in pictures