When it comes to Italian islands, everyone has heard of Capri, but Ischia has a more low-key reputation. I hadn’t heard of Ischia until I read Elena Ferrante’s incredible ‘My Brilliant Friend’ a few years ago. In the book, Ischia is narrator Lenu’s figurative and literal escape from the violent, claustrophobic Naples neighbourhood she calls home, and her vivid descriptions made me determined to visit this small island, an hour away by boat from Naples, for myself. I came here in search of Elena Ferrante but discovered so much more. Although with only one day on the island, there was no time to linger.