The largest island in the Phelgrean Archipelago — just at the northern end of the Bay of Naples in the Tyrrhanean Sea — Ischia is where about six-million tourists come annually to enjoy la dolce vita (the sweet life) — for a week, a month or for a season.
Ischia, as well as the entire Italian peninsula, jokingly refers to itself as the island where one comes to eat, drink and whistle — “Ischia: Si mangia, si beve, si fischia.”
Now, if that isn’t LAID BACK, I don’t know what is.
The numerous thermal baths — Ischia is a non-active volcanic island — is the big draw for mainland Italians and curious outsiders looking to be pampered morning, noon and night, including approximately 5,000 Germans who have taken up residency here. The “welcome mat” is out in three primary languages (Italian, English and German), as the majority of the 60,000 or so friendly Ischiani are multi-lingual.
Along with the natural underground therms and world-class wellness programs found on this mostly mountainous isle, Ischia is a picture-postcard island boasting a delectable kitchen — where rabbit headlines the menu and fish occupies the second chair — lemon groves and hillside vineyards — providing the locally made Limoncello and Biancolello, the island’s delicious white wine – great panoramas, and great times.[…]
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