I almost skipped Procida. Another Italian island, another tourist trap—or so I thought. Twenty minutes by ferry from Napoli's chaos, and suddenly I'm staring at pastel houses that look hand-painted by someone's nonna. No cruise ships. No Instagram crowds fighting for the same shot. Just fishermen mending nets at dawn and the smell of lemon trees mixing with sea salt. The whole island takes two hours to walk. I spent three days there and barely scratched the surface. Not because there's so much to see, but because there's so much to feel. Procida doesn't perform for you. It just exists, beautifully and unapologetically. Sometimes the smallest places leave the biggest mark. I came looking for another box to check. I found a place that reminded me why I travel. #Travel #HiddenItaly #SlowTravel