Capri & Amalfi
Jutting majestically out of the Tyrrhenian Sea, in the gulf of Naples, you will find an island so dazzling and uber glamorous, you’ll feel like you have a walk on part in a 1950’s Italian Mafia movie. Or, more appropriately, a background extra to a Dolce and Gabbana photoshoot, which to be honest, was the highlight of my trip. Imagine docking anchor along the shoreline, with the most deliciously handsome Seamen awaiting your arrival like you’re some kind of Supermodel as your hair blows in the wind and your dress billows up as you giggle coquettishly like Ms. Monroe in 1955. Now forget imagining it and actually believe it because this is what happened! No joke. Their chizelled jawlines twisted into coy smiles with watery eyes twinkling in the sun. It’s fair to say, I took my time walking to the port. I think I even feigned a twisted ankle to try and soak up the surreal moment a little longer. Capri, in all it’s white washed finery, shines like a jewel in the Neopolitan Riviera like a 2crt diamond on the sea bed. Lets not forget that it sits cozily between the equally beautiful Sorrento, Positano and Amalfi. With not one ugly sister between them, it’s hard to pick which has the biggest lasting impression. For me though, I think Capri has the edge. Cobbled lanes (can barely call it a street when it’s this narrow) zig zag across the Island, with vivid fuschia bouganvilla trailing lazily over the white walls as you look out to a crystalline turquoise sea. It’s a microcosm of natural beauty and the larger town of Ana Capri (you need to get a bus up a steep incline and it’s not for the faint of heart. Take an open air taxi instead if you don’t like heights) takes you on a winding pathway to a spectacular limestone archway giving a sneaky peak of the azure waters below. You can get lost trying to follow the woods down to the beach, which teases from below. I lost count after step number 562, if only to keep my own sanity. But once you reach the bottom, there’s a beach club to rest those aching feet and little retro speed boats to zip you around to the hub of civilisation for a caprese salad, an ice cold Peroni and a good dose of ‘model’ watching. I didn’t even get chance to see the blue lagoon grotto or the, erm, Dolce Seamen again. Oooohhh well, guess I’ll just have to make another trip..
Flights: Fly into Naples from most major Airports in the UK. Flights are relatively cheap here as the city itself isn’t so popular. Transfers can be STEEEEP so I recommend hiring a car and driving down to Sorrento or Amalfi (see above for precautions!). Alternatively, ensure that transfers are pre-booked and paid for with your travel agent to avoid extra costs. Flights start at approx £80 return Ferry: To get to the Island, a boat is needed via any of the main ports dotted along the coastline. Approx £20 return. Majority of images by Lisa.