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Funicular heading to Piazza Umberto.(Vicarious comes from the Latin word vicarius, which means, "substitute." Apt, as I am in Italy. You may have vicarious enjoyment through the feelings or actions of another person. You might get vicarious thrills of adventure by reading your friend's Facebook posts or blogs from overseas.)
After an early breakfast we made our way briskly to the port to catch the ferry for the 20-minute sail to Capri. We were booked on the 2
nd ferry; however, the Italians were too busy shouting at each other that no one checked our tickets as we boarded the 1
st ferry. Maybe the masses of people had them not caring anyway.
We disembarked to join even bigger masses on Capri. You want something, anything, on Capri … queue for it. We have quickly learned that ‘it’s every man for himself’, when there are throngs of people wanting the same thing or going to the same place or boarding the same transport. “Jane, follow me,” was used to good effect today so that our time in queue’s was short. On one occasion as we were waiting in line with hundreds of others to take the chairlift to Monte Solaro, a young female attendant saw
View from funicular port at Piazza Umberto.my leg braces, must have felt sorry for me, and it was she that said, “With your partner, follow me.” She took us to the head of the queue. Personally, I think it was my smile that had caught her eye earlier.
One needs gold bullion when visiting Capri. After taking the funicular from Piazza Vittoria to Piazza Umberto, we plonked ourselves down at an eatery for a coffee (cappuccino), ordered 2, then browsed the menu (after we had ordered) and found that we were up for 20 Euro ($34.09!!!!!). It was (nearly) water for the rest of the day.
Onto Giardini di Augusto. The garden was small and there was a charge in comparison to previous gardens visited. The views over Marina Piccola looking towards Torre Saracena and to the 3 Faraglione of di Terra, di Mezzo and di Fuori (see photo “Faraglioni of Capri” for full description) with the numerous scurrying of various sized boats including a moored super yacht was impressive to say the least. The sea was calm and a rich blue, bordering on black. Via Krupp, with its steep decline and 180 degree switchbacks had us imagining cycling up (bloody impossible now), even
down (very slowly).
An inclined walk to Piazza Umberto, queue to purchase bus tickets to Anacapri. Overloaded bus with a crazy bus driver took us to our destination, another queue to purchase tickets for the chairlift to Monte Solaro. Thankfully the attendant ‘noticed my smile’ as previously described. The ride was a highlight. Peaceful. Silence. If it wasn’t for the beautiful vistas, one could fall asleep so easily.
Atop Monte Solaro, 600m above sea level, the views were again sensational. Photos taken, Jane found a spot under trees, pulled out the fruit and water to refresh. We people watched! No comment.
The return ride by chairlift was equal with the first. Upon ‘landing’ it was a fluke that we stumbled across a ‘not-so-expensive’ eatery with wonderful service and even more wonderfully prepared simple food. We decided to have a red too.
Another bus ride with an even crazier driver returned us to Umberto from where we caught the funicular to Piazza Vittoria. We took in the small fishing boats and row boats before heading to a crowded, cricket ball size stone beach. Fortunately, we were wearing sunglasses as the sights were something to behold, or not!
Via Krupp. Note the 180 degree switchbacks.
Our evening was very pleasant as we enjoyed a delicious dinner at “La Locanda Del Gusto”, only a 3-minute walk from our accommodation.
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