Escape to Paradise: Your Dream Stay at Terramare GuestHouse, Procida, Italy
Escape to Paradise…Maybe? My Unedited Diary Entry on Terramare GuestHouse, Procida! (Plus, the Wi-Fi Better Be Good)
Ugh, okay, here we go. This Procida trip… it’s been a whirlwind. And honestly? My brain is still a blur of turquoise water, lemon groves, and so much pasta. So, I'm supposed to write about Terramare GuestHouse. Right. Deep breaths… Here's the unvarnished truth, folks, straight from the travel trenches.
First Impression: The "Accessibility" Question Marks… and the Dreamy View
Right, so, "Accessibility" is a big deal, especially for someone with, ahem, a slight aversion to serious inclines (thanks, dodgy knee!). Terramare? Okay, here's the deal: it claims to have facilities for disabled guests. But… I didn’t see a ramp to the front door. Honestly, I didn't look for a ramp at all. First things first, the view. THAT is what I saw. And it's glorious. I managed, but it's not exactly a cakewalk. But I saw other guests struggle a little. And it could be improved.
The real gem? The view from the pool area. Holy moly. You feel like you're literally floating above the bay. So I would add this is not going to be easy, but it could be done.
The Room: My Tiny Kingdom (with a LOT of "Available in All Rooms" Perks)
Okay, let's talk room. It's got all the bases covered:
- Air conditioning: THANK GOD. Procida in July? Forget about it.
- Free Wi-Fi: (I'm staring at my phone now, praying the connection holds… okay, so far, so good – and I needed to upload a video of me eating Gelato)
- Air conditioning: (Did I mention it? Because it's essential.)
- Mini-bar: This is my nemesis. I go through it like a squirrel on speed, I love it and hate it.
- Coffee/Tea maker: Essential, especially after the aforementioned gelato binge.
- Laptop workspace. My partner had to nag me to use it.
- Desk. I love a desk.
- Private bathroom: (Shower was amazing)
- Bathtub: (I never used it. I'm a shower person)
- Alarm clock, Hair dryer, Safe, and TV: Basic amenities.
- Towels and toiletries: I have to confess, I love that, because in the long run, I did not have to pack that from home.
- Extra long bed: Not sure I need that as I am not very tall.
- Window that opens: Love a bit of fresh air.
- Blackout curtains: For when you really need to sleep off a few too many Aperol Spritzes.
The room was clean, the bed was comfy (once you get used to the Italian-firm mattress situation!), and the view was good, if you got a room for the right side. My room was small, but charming. I went for the romance, and it was there.
Food, Glorious Food (and the Occasional Hiccup)
This is where it gets interesting. The food in Italy? Generally, a religious experience. Terramare? They have their moments.
- Breakfast (buffet): Decent, with the usual suspects: pastries, fruit, yogurt, and the all-important (for me) cappuccino machine. I'd say the coffee was about 7/10.
- Breakfast in Room: Available. But I'm lazy. I don't do that.
- Restaurants (plural!): They have the option for a la carte meals. I tried the Asian cuisine at the restaurant. Really? Asian? In Italy? It was OK, but I came for the Italian food. I would leave that out of the menu.
- Room service [24-hour]: Score! Useful for midnight cravings after a few Aperol Spritzes. They have some amazing desserts.
- Bar/Poolside Bar: Essential! More on this later…
- Snack bar: Perfect for a quick energy boost when you're wandering.
The Experience, The Spa, and Other Cool Stuff
My dream was to be spoiled. I would have wanted a body wrap. I would have wanted a Sauna. I would have wanted a massage. And I would have wanted it all to be perfect.
- Pool with view: THIS. IS. IT. The infinity pool, the view… it's where you want to be.
- Spa/Sauna/Steamroom: So close, yet so far. I did not use it.
- Gym/fitness: I did not go. I am not that person.
- Body Wrap, Foot bath, Massage: I did not go, I am that person.
- Things to do, ways to relax:: Sitting by the pool, looking at the view, drinking Aperol Spritzes. Winning.
Cleanliness and Safety: The "COVID-era" Edition (and the "Staff Trained in Safety Protocol" Assurance)
Okay, this is a big one, especially in the current climate.
- Hand sanitizer EVERYWHERE. Seriously, you can't swing a cat without hitting a dispenser.
- Daily disinfection in common areas: Good to know.
- Rooms sanitized between stays: Another plus.
- Staff trained in safety protocol: They certainly seemed to be.
- Cashless payment: Convenient, but I always carry a small wad of Euros, because… Italy.
- Safe dining setup: Tables were spaced apart, and everyone seemed mindful of distancing.
- Anti-viral cleaning products. This made me feel better.
- Individually-wrapped food options: I did not see that much.
- Room sanitization opt-out available. Interesting.
- Hygiene certification: I did not see any.
The "Services and Conveniences" Rant (Because I Like to Complain)
- Concierge: Helpful, but sometimes a bit… flustered.
- Luggage storage: Useful.
- Laundry service/dry cleaning: I didn't use it.
- Cash withdrawal: Helpful to have.
- Gift/souvenir shop: It's there. I did not go.
- Wi-Fi for special events: Because if you're throwing a party, you NEED Wi-Fi.
- Front desk [24-hour]: They were always there, which is reassuring.
The Hidden Gems and the "Meh" Moments:
- The Aperol Spritzes at the Poolside Bar: These were, frankly, perfect. The bartender was charming. I may have become a regular.
- The "Couple's Room": Probably a great way to experience this if you are with someone, but I was not. But the pictures looked amazing!
- The terrace: Worth a visit in the evening for a sunset and nice talks.
- Car park [free of charge]: This is important, because parking in Procida is a nightmare.
- Bicycle parking: A big advantage, because it is hard to get around.
The Bottom Line: Would I Go Back?
Honestly? Maybe. Procida is magical. Terramare has its charms. It's not perfect, but the view, the pool, and those aperol spritzes… those are enough to make me consider braving the (slightly challenging) access again. It's worth it for the view from the pool. And the charming, slightly quirky Italian vibe.
Needs Improvement: More focus on accessibility, some consistency with services, and a slightly better Asian cuisine. But hey, who comes to Italy for Asian food?
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Okay, buckle up Buttercups, because this Terramare GuestHouse Procida itinerary is less "polished brochure" and more "slightly-stained, highly caffeinated postcard from yours truly." Prepare for some rambling, some gushing, and a healthy dose of "OH MY GOD, I HAVE TO TELL YOU ABOUT THIS…"
Terramare Guesthouse Procida: A Messy Memoir of Sun, Sea, and Seriously Good Lemon Pasta (and a Few Missteps)
DAY 1: Arrival - Am I Dreaming? (Spoiler: Probably Not, But the Sea Tries to Convince Me)
- Morning (ish): Arrived in Naples. Train was late. Naturally. A little internal screaming. Finding the ferry to Procida felt like a damn scavenger hunt. A truly Italian scavenger hunt, complete with aggressive hand gestures and the faint aroma of garlic and desperation. Finally, on the ferry… the bay of Naples! And the view…. Holy. Guacamole. Vesuvius loomed, smug as hell. And Procida, like a colorful jewel, bobbed into view. My jaw actually dropped. I almost cried. Don’t judge me.
- Afternoon: Checked into Terramare. Oh, the balcony! The website photographs did not do it justice. It's like… a little slice of heaven. The room? Perfectly imperfect. You know, that charming, slightly-worn-around-the-edges kind of perfect. A tiny, slightly-crooked painting of a sailboat. A window that squeaks. Absolutely. Loved it. Unpacked. Immediately poured myself a glass of wine and sat on that damn balcony. Just. Sat. And stared. This is what I came for. After a long trip of travel to find this moment of peace.
- Late Afternoon/Early Evening: Wandered around Corricella. Picture this: pastel houses clinging to the cliffs, fishing boats bobbing in the turquoise water, the air thick with the smell of salt and… something else. Happiness? Yep. I think that’s it. Found a trattoria at the harbor. Ordered the fritto misto (fried seafood). Mistake. Too much. Ate it anyway. No regrets. Except… maybe the stomach ache that started later. Still, damn good.
- Evening: Saw the sunset over the marina. The light… It's insane. A painter's dream. Also, I saw a cat. A very fluffy, very judgey, cat. It stared at me like I was a complete idiot, which, let's be honest, I felt like I am. Then the cat sauntered off, its tail held high. Went back to the guesthouse with a happy heart!
DAY 2: Lemon-Scented Euphoria and (Slightly) Lost in Translation
- Morning: Breakfast on the balcony. The breakfast at Terramare is included. It's simple: bread, jam, coffee, and… wait for it… lemons! Freshly picked lemons, piled high on a plate. Squeezed some into my coffee. Life-changing. Honestly. Changed my plans to just keep eating.
- Late Morning/Early Afternoon: Took a boat trip! Found a nice man and his boat. Beautiful day, beautiful water. Took a swim in the clearest water I've ever seen in my life. It was perfection and it was the best day of my holiday.
- Afternoon: Here's the story. I'm at a tiny, family-run restaurant that smelled amazing. I attempted to order the “linguine al limone.” My Italian is… well, let's just say it's a work in progress. What was I thinking! The lady serving me smiled, pointed, and spoke a lot in Italian. What did she say? I understood… nothing. I gestured a lot. I pointed at someone else's plate. I think she got the general gist of what i wanted. Then it arrived. The linguine al limone. It was a symphony. The sauce, creamy, zesty, perfect. The pasta, cooked to al dente perfection. I almost shed a tear of joy. This is what food should be. Period. Best pasta I've ever eaten. EVER.
- Evening: Walked along the marina again. Listened to the waves. Watched the stars begin to dance. A very good day indeed!
DAY 3: Misadventures in Translation (and Finding the True Soul of Procida)
- Morning: Attempted to buy a postcard and stamps. My Italian (or lack thereof) caused some major problems. The shopkeeper was either profoundly patient or found me hilarious - probably both. I walked out with the postcard and a vague idea of where to find a postbox.
- Late Morning/Early Afternoon: Decided to hike. Found myself on a dirt track, sweating profusely, and convinced I was completely and utterly lost. Passed a little farm. The farmer, a kindly old woman with the warmest eyes, gestured me towards a shady spot. She offered me water and, with much sign language and a few key Italian phrases, told me about the island's history. I understood maybe 20% of what she was saying, but her kindness transcended language. She gave me a fig. The best fig I've ever tasted.
- Afternoon: Back to the restaurant for another plate of linguine al limone. This time, I think I actually managed to order it without too much trouble. The absolute joy of that pasta… I swear, it's almost a religious experience. Sat at the table and enjoyed myself and my perfect dish.
- Evening: Another sunset. Another cat sighting. I swear, that cat is judging my life choices. Bought a bottle of local wine and sat on the balcony. Played the ukulele and sing to myself.
DAY 4: Day trip and last moments of peace on an island
- Morning: Day trip to Ischia! Beautiful place to visit.
- Late Afternoon/Early Evening: Back to the guesthouse. The last moments! The last moments of this perfect place.
- Evening: Packed. Stood on the balcony one last time, the sea breeze in my hair, the sunset painting the sky. Goodbye, Procida. You've stolen my heart. Seriously, I'm not sure I'll ever be the same.
DAY 5: Departure - A Slightly Sad, but Utterly Satisfied Farewell
- Morning: One last breakfast on the balcony! Ate more that I should have. But how can I resist.
- Departure: Goodbye to the stunning views and the amazing room. Goodbye Terramare. I'll be back. I will just have to return. The ferry ride back to Naples felt… different. Less frantic, more… nostalgic. The bay of Naples, still stunning. The journey back to reality began. But a little piece of Procida, that lemon-scented, sun-drenched piece of my soul, will stay with me forever.
Postscript: Seriously, go to Procida. Eat the pasta. Wander. Get lost. Talk to the locals – even if you don't understand them. And for the love of all that is holy, stay at Terramare. Just… go. And bring me back some linguine al limone.
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Escape to Paradise: Terramare GuestHouse FAQs - Because Life Isn't Always Instagram-Perfect
Okay, Terramare... Sounds dreamy. But is it actually *comfortable* comfortable? I'm not about that "rustic charm" equals backache life.
Alright, let's be real. "Rustic charm" can be code for "sleeping on a rock." *Shudders*. When I first saw pictures, I was like, "Ooh, whitewashed walls! Romantic!" Then I remembered my spine is not a fan of hard surfaces. But *thankfully*, Terramare isn't kidding around. My bed? Heavenly. Honestly, I slept like a log, even though the air conditioning (more on that later) was a little... temperamental. The pillows? Perfect fluff. Seriously, I almost stole one. Almost. (Don't tell the owner, Marco...) Okay, yeah, maybe there's a *tiny* bit of charm that's genuinely rustic (like the creaky door, a *tiny* bit of a pain), but mostly, it's just… good. And that's what matters. Your back will thank you. Mine certainly did.
Procida itself… What's the deal? Is it just… pretty? Or is there *stuff* to do? Because I get bored easily. And I have a short attention span.
Pretty? Honey, Procida is *gorgeous*. Think postcard-perfect, with those candy-colored houses cascading down to the water. It's the kind of place that makes you actually *want* to take pictures. (And I'm notoriously terrible at them!). But it's not just about the scenery. Yes, you can wander around and Instagram everything (everyone does), but there's loads more. You can:
- Explore the marina, which is *packed* with character.
- Get lost in tiny streets, stumbling upon the *best* little trattorias (more on food below… you NEED to plan your meals).
- Rent a scooter (DO IT! It’s terrifying, but SO much fun… and also a good workout for your knuckles).
- Visit the beaches – Spiaggia della Chiaia, the views!!
- Take a boat trip (worth it. Just… bring seasickness pills if you're prone to it. Trust me).
- Oh! and the *church* views. Wow.
Let's talk food. Because that's, like, 80% of the reason I travel. Is the food at Terramare itself good, or do I need to venture out? And more importantly, *where* should I eat?
Hallelujah, you speak my language! The FOOD. Terramare is… well, it's not a restaurant. They *might* offer breakfast, but focus on eating your weight in local specialties. For breakfast? Get pastries – the local sfogliatella is *life-changing*. Seriously, I dreamt of it. For lunch/dinner… Okay, here's the insider intel:
- **Da Mariano (Seriously, RUN. Don't walk).** It's seafood heaven. Fresh, simple flavors, perfect pasta. And the view! Just… try to get a table outside. Order everything. No regrets. Don’t be scared to ask for recommendations (the staff knows best).
- **La Pergola**. A bit fancier, but still relaxed. Amazing seafood pasta, and the setting is incredible. Don't forget to book.
- **Try anything with lemon**. They grow them right here.
The details: What's the Wi-Fi like? (Gotta stay connected, even on vacation, right?) And what about the air conditioning? Because, Italy in summer... yikes.
Okay, the Wi-Fi. Let's be honest. It's *okay*. Not lightning-fast, not the best. Perfect for the occasional Insta-story, checking emails (shudder), but probably not ideal for streaming your favorite shows. (Which, honestly, you shouldn't be doing anyway. LOOK AT WHERE YOU ARE!). Embrace the digital detox. Seriously, you'll be thanking me later.
And the air conditioning… Ah, yes. The air conditioning. It's… *present*. But not necessarily predictable. Sometimes it worked like a dream, chilling the room to arctic temperatures. Other times, it was like a gentle breeze, which, let’s just say, wasn't always enough to defeat the Italian summer. Be prepared for the possibility of occasional fluctuations, and pack appropriately if you’re prone to heat. The beauty of the island more than compensates though!
The owner, Marco... What's he like? Do you actually *like* the human being who runs the place, or is it just, "Meh, they're present"?
Okay, Marco. Marco is… fantastic. He's not just the "key-giver, check-out-time-teller." He’s actually *helpful*. He’ll offer tips on where to go, where to eat (listen to him!), how to get there. He’s genuinely friendly, not in a forced, hotel-chain kind of way. He's just… nice. He even rescued me when I got hopelessly lost trying to find the ferry back to the mainland (my sense of direction is… nonexistent). And he remembered my name! (I have a forgettable name, trust me). He's a solid dude. You won't regret it. Actually, you might secretly wish you could be BFFs. (I did)
What's the best way to get to Terramare from the Naples airport? And, like, is it *difficult*? I'm a travel klutz.
Okay, transportation. This is where a bit of planning helps. It's not _difficult_, but it’s not exactly a straight shot. It takes a ferry.
- Fly into Naples (NAP).
- Get to the port (Molo Beverello is the main one for ferries/hydrofoils to Procida). You can take a taxi, a bus, or the Alibus (the airport bus. cheaper, a bit slower).
- Buy a ferry or hydrofoil ticket to Procida. (Hydrofoils are faster, but a bit more expensive).
- Once you arrive at the port of Procida (Marina Grande), Terramare is (mostly) walking distance, though maybe slightly uphill. (Seriously, it's not a *mountain*, but be aware). You can either grab a taxi or just walk with your luggage (easyFind That HotelTerramare GuestHouse Procida Italy
Terramare GuestHouse Procida Italy
