Italian beauty

Trip Start May 15, 2010
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Trip End Aug 25, 2010


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Flag of Italy  , Campania,
Sunday, July 18, 2010

I had a cup of tea today! First time since leaving the UK... I do love coffee but it is nice to have a cup every now and then.... no i am not English

We needed coins to pay for parking. So Jen and I went shopping and handed over some large notes and demanded coins as change, shop assistant wasn't too happy about this but obliged our request anyway.

 After 24 Euros went into the machine with the parking only covered to 5pm we decided to move to a proper parking garage. It is rare that it costs more to park on the street than in a garage but it is the case here! Deciding to cancel the transaction we needed to retrieve our coins - this turned out to be a challenge as they filled up the return coin dispenser and we couldn’t open the flap. After a little pushing a prodding with some cards from the wallet we recovered our coins.

We purchased tickets for the 9:30 boat at 9:30 and made a mad dash to wharf! As we jumped on board the boat left the harbour. There were no seats left so we sat on the ground of the back deck.

Capri is beautiful! The first thing we observed was that were was no rubbish here! A pleasant change to Naples. We took a boat trip around the island – I was surprised by the size of the island and the height of the mountains. Unfortunately the blue grotto was shut because it was too rough. By Australian standards it was a beautiful still day on the water – these guys would be shocked at Australian sea standards if they thought today was rough....

I have been dreaming of eating watermelon for the last week. Every road side vendor and fruit market has them. The issue is size – there was no way Andrew and I could eat a whole one; however, with Jen and Scott in the equation we could buy a small one and eat it in a session... After our cruise we hit the beach for a swim and a bite to eat – it was stinking hot.  The main beach on Capri is peddles. Man they are hard to walk on and burn your feet on the dash to the water and back. So Italians are not worried about safety or the size of fish they catch. As we entered the water a guy with a spear gun was swimming by! He could easily have shot a fellow swimmer – frigging ridiculous.  But to think we was catching small fish and taking them from the water made me even more angry! These guys need to learn a few things about marine zones and protection of natural resources.

After relaxing on the beach we decided to head up to Anacapri to visit a Villa and look around. We caught the bus up the hill – Andrew was standing between an Italian man and his wife. He was a crack-up. I am not sure if he was partially pissed or just being his normal self. But he told Andrew and Jen that when he looked at his wife it was like looking through the grand canyon of Andrews gut and Jen’s arse... bizarre!

 Anacapri was definitely a touristy area with a magnificent view. We took some happy snaps and then decided against visiting the villa in order to go for another swim needless to say it was still hot! Getting back down to the beach and harbour was frustrating. Every bus that drove past us was going to Capri not the harbour. We waited for 40 minutes and when our bus finally arrived it was full! So taxi it was – now these taxi’s here are more like limos – they have open tops with a sunshade and a driver who is well dressed in linen shirt. I negotiated a 5 Euro saving on our far – still 20 Euros to roll down the hill was a little extravagant considering I don’t  think he would have used an ounce of fuel! But it was definitely worth the experience and had we waited for the next bus we might have missed our ferry home.

Dinner was a hilarious. We ended up at a small cafe near the hotel. As we were ordering the older man on the table beside us tried to assist – his English was impeccable! Throughout our dinner we chatted with him at random times – his friend lives in Perth and he had a fairly good grasp of Australian sayings including "getting pissed" – apparently Italians are closet drinkers he told us because he had a few pints on the table the wait staff would have thought of him as odd! I had pasta with tomatoes and chilli.... yum!  
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