ISLE OF CAPRI

The first day in Sorrento was stunning. Little did I know that day two would be more stunning than the first day. I signed up for an optional excursion to the Isle of Capri. This is a short boat trip from the port in Sorrento to the island. This was definitely an Island I was dying to see.

The first thing we saw this morning was this beautiful view:


From our room:

After our usually morning breakfast fuss we all stormed into the bus to head down to the port. The port was a short 10 minute drive from the hotel. While sitting on the bus I overheard Kath telling someone how she fell again last night after our dinner. I couldn’t hold myself and screamed out to her “You fell again?”. Trust me it was hard enough not to laugh in the woman’s face about her falling again.

Now since this fall occurred after dinner the reason for her fall was obvious – the shot of lemoncello that Lucy made everyone scull. The shot of Lemoncello was the end of both Kath and Diane. It took them both over the edge. We’re luckly Kath didn’t split her head open from last nights fall.

10 minutes later we arrived to the port to be greeted by our new local tour guide. For the life of me I can’t remember her name right now. We spent the next few minutes waiting in line while this random guy somehow fell head first to the ground causing a massive stir. Before anyone could say anything the guy jumped up and stormed off. I supposed if it was me I would want to disappear from the embarrassment as well. I bet Kath was envious that it wasn’t her falling. I’m surprised Kath didn’t throw herself onto the ground just to grab the spot light for the morning. No inconsiderate bastard should out do her fall. After all Kath knows what she is doing when she falls…

Picture - Our ferry to Isle of Capri

We started strolling towards our ferry when the entire group gets into a circle for the local tour guide to hand out stickers which identify us to be with her. We all managed to get one except for Lucy who stormed onto the ferry.

The entire group leisurely walk into the ferry and we manage to find a seat to plant ourselves down. The Good Old’s are next to us as well. It’s all good and well until someone yells were sitting upstairs. Before I can even open my mouth Lucy scream’s “Were going upstairs” and jumps off her seat. I don’t even know why I bothered getting up as I was comfortable. I decided to follow Lucy as well as the Good Old’s. Next thing you know we realize there is no upstairs. FFS now we are homeless on a ferry. Who the hell wants to be homeless on a ferry?

We eventually decide to plant ourselves down at the front of the ferry. Right now I don’t care where I sit. I just wanted a seat after that whole “Lets go upstairs” fuss. Things turned worst when Lucy pointed our some overly hairy guy to our left. I was going to post his picture up but the thought of looking at it makes me sick. So no picture guys….

Now I don’t know If seeing the hairy guy was worst or listening to the Good Olds for the next 20 minutes. The entire story revolved around their thanksgiving dinner last year. Apparently Ron’s sister in law was hosting the thanksgiving dinner for the entire family. She wanted to have the bash at night but someone else in Ron’s family requested that they have it earlier so that she can travel to see her daughter or something. The sister in law got pissed off but agreed. On the day she on purposely started cooking late in the afternoon making people starve to death. The poor woman ended up missing out in seeing her daughter at thanksgiving just because some inconsiderate bitch delayed the meal on purpose. To add to it the sister in law got completed drunk and screamed a few words she shouldn’t.

Right moving right along from that I just wanted 10 minutes of peace before arriving to this island. I thought I had it until some old bag jumped out of her seat and ran to the door located at the front of the ferry. She swung the door open as I watched in shock. For a moment I thought the bitch was about to jump over board. God that would make today interesting. Security came storming to tell her off while she was trying to take a photo of the scenery. For fucks sake woman put your bloody camera away and stop causing a scene. In fact I’m disgusted Lucy and I didn’t try and take a photo when she swung the door open. What the hell is wrong with us? Talk about being delayed from shock…

After a 30 minute ferry ride, we pull into the port of Isle of Capri. WOW. This place looks amazing already from the port.

Picture - Isle of Capri

We follow the local tour guide down the main footpath until we get to the smaller boats. The plan is to jump aboard this tiny boat with 30 people to cruise around the Isle of Capri.

Above picture of a tiny boat

Picture - Tiny boats on Isle of Capri

Somehow we all squeeze onto the boat. I’m caught sitting near the motor and all I can feel is my entire body shaking head to toe due to it. I can’t even hold a camera straight as the motor is making my entire body shake.

We swirl around the Isle of Capri while the local tour guide is screaming random facts and figures. It would be good if I didn’t have this bloody motor in my ear so I could actually hear what the hell she is on about.

Eventually we slow down to see the blue grotto. The local tour guide indicates we have to be quick in order to capture a photo of it.

Looking at the photo the tiny blue spot is the blue grotto.

We spotted some random statue sitting ontop of the rocks. At first glace we thought it was a human...

Cruising around the Isle of Capri.....

The tiny boats can enter little cave ways to see inside...

The weather was heating up and NV thought it would be the perfect time for a photo:

Italy's own version of the 3 sisters... haha Lets call them the 3 mafia brothers...

After our one hour cruise around the Isle of Capri our boat docked back at the port for us to climb out and walk towards a bus stop. We stopped to use the toilets and some where in between Tammy decided to pose for me....

Our next adventure was jumping onto a bus to AnaCapri – the middle section of the Island. The next 10 minutes was alarming as we were speeding along narrow streets on the edge of the cliffs. I’m scared of heights and this is really testing me….

Below picture is us on the bus...

The breath taking views of the Isle of Capri as we drove up to Anacapri...