This post is written for the theme “26 Places, 26 Memories” for the #AtoZChallenge.
I FOR ITALY:
Italy invokes thoughts of delicious food, glorious monuments, and fabulous art and fashion. Italy’s Mediterranean coastline is home to pristine beaches surrounded by mountains and picturesque towns; its northern regions produce world-class wines; and the capital city of Rome attracts millions of tourists for its historical offerings.
It had always been my dream to visit Italy, so my husband planned a leisurely honeymoon for us, a few months after marriage. We visited Rome, Naples and drove through the Amalfi coast in June 2014. The trip had many memorable moments- of discovering each other, first fights, crazy partying and lots of romance. However, this memory really stands out.
INCIDENTS OF INSOMNIA IN ITALY:
In Sorrento, a small coastal town, we stayed at an 18th century nobleman’s house converted to a hotel. The ‘Relais Villa Savarese’ had gorgeous interiors, beautiful lemon orchards, a plush pool and an affable hostess (a descendant of the nobleman’s family).
We had been assigned the attic, a large room with a slanting overhead wall, with access to a picturesque terrace. After a long day of sightseeing, we crawled into bed, dog-tired.
At precisely 3 a.m. on the first night, I woke from a deep slumber and saw the door to our room ajar. Quite afraid, I immediately shook my husband awake, to investigate if someone was in our room. When nothing seemed amiss, he closed the door and carefully locked it. He went back to sleep but I couldn’t, no matter how hard I tried.
I checked my phone to pass the time, but the wi-fi had stopped working. The router was on the other side of the room, and I was too afraid to move and check the problem. To make the situation even more spooky, I kept seeing visions of a young boy in our room. I’m not sure if it was a spirit, or my mind playing tricks on me, but the visions refused to go away. I lay awake for two hours, distracting myself with Candy Crush and other games, but I was terrified.
The next morning, the wi-fi was up and running, and we set out for a long day exploring the Amalfi coastline. That night, we returned home very drunk, after enjoying a 5 course, wine-paired Michelin star meal at ‘Il Buco’, and passed out. Despite being in a drunken stupor, I awoke at exactly 3:00 a.m., with the wi-fi gone, and the young boy back in my mind. Thankfully, this time the door wasn’t open. I didn’t want to wake my husband simply to reassure me. I was aware that my fears sounded childish.
We left Sorrento after two nights, and moved to the stunning island of Capri. No matter how exhausted I was, I continued to wake at exactly 3:00 a.m., staying up for around two hours, every night in Italy. By the time I’d resigned myself to being haunted by the boy, at 3:00 a.m. for the rest of my life, I returned to India and my regular peaceful slumber. Perhaps he preferred exquisite Italy to the heat and crowds of Delhi 😉
Come back tomorrow for the letter J and another story!
Enjoying the sceneries and lovely lemon groves in the Amalfi coast, circa 2014
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A for Amritsar, B for Bhopal, C for Cambodia, D for Delhi, E for England, F for France, G for Gwalior, H for Hemkund Sahib
It was indeed spooky but funny to read your experience. Seems the boy never wanted to leave his country. haha…
Yes he was Italian even in the afterlife 😂😂
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Hahaha that’s a real spooky holiday in Italy…A romantic Italian boy in one of the most romantic places on earth
Can’t say the boy was romantic but he certainly was spooky!
Wow.. italy has always been on my to see list… a gorgeous city untouched with time.. lovely
Italy is not a city dear, it’s a country! But it’s a really lovely country.
This incident is really spooky compared to the blanket one. You look so gorgeous in the pictures.
Thank you! Yes it was very spooky!
oooh thats spooky ya!! but i loved the pics!
Thank you 😊
O my god,, You sound like a soul sister.. I got same issues when i was in Narkanda last summer. $ nights no sleep tll 3.30/4
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Such gorgeous picture and what a story. For a second I got scared too reading about that door. Would definitely come back to read more 🙂
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I guess you were staying at an old house… So may be your mind was playing games… Hope it was not real
Yes i hope so too 😋
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Jeez, what’s with the evil time 3.00 am? I remember granny once told me a spooky story of a jinn who pick kids from their beds in night at 3.00 am, as that was ‘shaitani-vella’. It was a kiddish lore, and I never took it seriously until saw the movie Omen. The devil strikes at 3 am!! So, even if I get up at 3 in the night to use loo, I make sure needle comes in closer to 4 (amrit-vela) and then I get up from bed. LOL
Oh my god I didn’t know that! That makes it even scarier!
That might sound childish to some people or it might be your stupid thoughts, but I can understand what you might have felt at that time. And passing time is so much difficult.
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Hey thanks Lisa!