Visiting the Isle of
Capri (Italy) with Savvy Mom Ruth Paget
We
started the next day out by going to Naples.
We found our way down to the port and caught the ferry to the Isle of
Capri.
I
turned my head around and thought the Bay of Naples look pretty in the distance
with Mount Vesuvius behind us.
I
never understood why people ranted and raved (literally) in Tiberius’s case so
much about Capri until we arrived at the harbor of the Isle of Capri. The crystal blue water around us
glistened. We could see down to rocks in
the bottom of the water.
There
were yachts all around us with white-haired men and blonds in bikinis. The area all around the harbor was full of
designer clothing stores and accessories firms.
Once
you started walking along mountain paths through all the hotels and villas, the
Isle of Capri became very quiet.
Every
place on the Isle of Capri was immaculately clean. No cars or Vespas were allowed on the streets
or mountain paths; it was very quiet.
Bright
pink and red flowers streamed down the side of whitewashed walls. I wished we were staying in a hotel with a
swimming pool. The sunbathers at these hotels
with swimming pools seemed to ignore their swimming pools, though.
We
paid money to go to a private beach.
Groups of Neapolitan young people gathered at this beach. We swam
through grottos and dove down to touch rocks that you can see at the bottom of
the shallow water in the sun.
We
took the last ferry back to the Bay of Naples and admired the sun setting behind
Mount Vesuvius in the background.
By
Ruth Paget, author of Eating Soup with Chopsticks and Marrying France
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