Bhí trácht na Nollag ag lonrú ar Chósta Amalfi, le soilse gealbhána ag damhsa sa ghrian ag dul faoi.

Christmas traffic was shining on the Amalfi Coast, with bright-white lights dancing in the setting sun.

Bhí an fharraige ag lonrach mar scáthán faoi na réaltaí a bhí le feiceáil go soiléir sa spéir.

The sea was sparkling like a mirror under the stars visible in the sky.

Ba í an Nollaig, agus bhí Eamon ar bís faoin turas seo.

It was Christmas, and Eamon was excited about the trip.

Bhí sé ag tnúth le fíorbhlaiseadh d’ealaín na hiodáile.

He was looking forward to a true taste of Italian art.

Bhí Siobhan, a chara is fearr, leis.

Siobhan, his best friend, was with him.

Bhí sí i gcónaí aireach ar a bhí ag tarlú timpeall orthu.

She was always attentive to what was happening around them.

Bhí an dara súil aici ar gach rud.

She had a keen eye on everything.

In éineacht leo, bhí Niamh, cócaire áitiúil, a bhí bródúil as a cuid cruthaitheachtaí cócaireachta.

Accompanying them was Niamh, a local cook, proud of her culinary creations.

Rinne sí cinnte go raibh na miasa a sholáthraíonn sí lán de dhathanna agus blaiseadh iontach maith.

She ensured that the dishes she provided were full of colors and tasted wonderfully good.

An oíche sin, shuigh siad ag bord álainn taobh le fuinneog mhór.

That night, they sat at a beautiful table by a large window.

Bhí amharc acu ar na tonnta a bhí ag bualadh cois cladaigh.

They had a view of the waves crashing against the shore.

Sheirbheáil Niamh béile speisialta Nollag ar Eamon agus Siobhan.

Niamh served a special Christmas meal to Eamon and Siobhan.

Níorbh fhada go raibh Eamon caite le iontas na miasa éagsúla agus bhí gach reoiteog le glasraí agus iasc breá úr.

It wasn't long before Eamon was amazed by the various dishes, and each delicacy was full of vegetables and fresh fish.

Ach tar éis an bhéile, bhraith Eamon rud aisteach.

But after the meal, Eamon felt something strange.

D’éirigh a chuid análaithe níos deacra agus tháinig spotaí dearga ar a chraiceann.

His breathing became more difficult and red spots appeared on his skin.

Níor thuig sé ar dtús an raibh sé dáiríre nó nach raibh.

He didn’t understand at first if it was serious or not.

Bhí eagla mór air.

He was very frightened.

Bhí Siobhan ag faire air agus chonaic sí nach raibh gach rud in ord.

Siobhan was watching him and saw that not everything was in order.

“Caithfimid gníomhú anois!” ar seisean, a fhios aici go raibh gá le cúnamh.

“We must act now!” he said, knowing that help was needed.

Ag an nóiméad sin, tháinig Niamh ar ais chun iad.

At that moment, Niamh returned to them.

“Cad atá ag tarlú?” a d’fhiafraigh sí le háthas a athrú go himní.

“What is happening?” she asked, her joy turning to concern.

“Tá Eamon ag fáil frithghníomh ailléirgeach!” arsa Siobhan go sciobtha.

“Eamon is having an allergic reaction!” said Siobhan quickly.

Thóg Niamh orthu go dtí an dochtúir áitiúil, ag brostú trí na sráideanna údaim go tapa.

Niamh took them to the local doctor, hurrying swiftly through the tangled streets.

Nuair a shroich siad, rinne an dochtúir gach iarracht Eamon a chur ar a shuaimhneas agus d’éirigh sé fáil réidh leis an ngéarchéim.

When they arrived, the doctor did everything to calm Eamon and managed to resolve the crisis.

Tar éis tamall, thosaigh análaithe Eamon ag cobhsú.

After a while, Eamon's breathing began to stabilize.

"D’fhéadfadh sé seo a bheith i bhfad níos measa," arsa an dochtúir go cineálta, ag moladh dó a bheith níos aireach as seo amach.

"This could have been much worse," said the doctor kindly, advising him to be more cautious from now on.

Tháinig Eamon chuige féin arís, buíoch don chabhair a fuair sé.

Eamon came to himself again, grateful for the help he had received.

D’imigh an bia iontach aige, ach d’fhoghlaim sé ceacht luachmhar.

His wonderful food experience might have vanished, but he learned a valuable lesson.

Chonaic sé an tábhacht a bhaineann le bheith eolach ar a shrianta féin agus bhí an-áthas air go raibh cairde mar Siobhan agus Niamh aige.

He realized the importance of being aware of his own limitations and was very grateful to have friends like Siobhan and Niamh.

D’fhill an ceathairéad ar an mbord, áit ar labhair Eamon go buíoch le Niamh.

The group returned to the table, where Eamon spoke gratefully to Niamh.

“Ní dhéanfaidh mé dearmad ar do chuid cúnaimh riamh!” arsa Eamon le croí ó chroí.

“I will never forget your help!” said Eamon wholeheartedly.

Agus, faoi sholas na réaltaí agus an Nollaig i spiorad geal, mhothaigh siad go léir nascadh níos mó ná riamh.

And, under the light of the stars and with Christmas in a bright spirit, they all felt more connected than ever.