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God is American ... don't you forget it.
people actually say "momma mia" here...and it doesnt sound stupid!
ok, wow, where to start. so much has happened since yesterday i can barely keep track. so after my forced italian breakfast I went out to find the internet cafe, wrote to all yall and headed out to wander around anacapri. I brought along my camera and took pictures compulsively...over a hunder an hour. wandered and wandered getting lost in all the little "vias" until i ended up on this one little street that actually seemed like it had some direction to it-i stayed the course. the lemon trees eventually stopped and so did the path at an incredible vista-cliffs like you would never believe, straight down. for once you have the upper hand on all the seaguls, i refrained from dropping my pants and seeking revenge. i took some video at this part. the cliffs are nearly pure white and the squaking of sea birds never stop. the water below is the color of concentrated bluberry syrup, the kind that they make slurpees with at 711. alrite, so i noticed that there was a little dirt single-track to the left, i followd it and it led to another, concealed vista. nice. then i noticed that it continued further, i couldnt resist. the path led through the woods for a bit and ended at yet another vista. niiiice. it kept going and so did i. out in the distance there was a much higher cliff and i had a feeling this was the trail to it. it was. i hoofed for about 2 hours in my yuppies moccasins from jcrew over rock and dirt on this ridgeline trail with views you would never believe. capris beauty can only be describes using explatives. i finally reached the top and it was well worth it. i turned to my right and realized i was not on the highest point, although it sure felt like it. to my right even further was the very top of all capri, there is a gondola or "funiculare" that brings fat tourists to the top. later i asked my host, rita, a local, what the name of the trail i took was, she had no idea. ok so my new goal was to reach that point and slip in with the tourists and hitch a free ride back down to anacapri with all the floppy hat wearing tourists. i reached the top and bought a water and hoped the dudes working the funiculare wouldnt notice that i didnt take it up, they didnt, i had my camera and diet coke out in an effort to fool them a bit, "look, im your average, boring tourist who took the gondola from the piazza, where before i rode this contraption i was eating a hamburger and buying overpriced magnets" the plan worked and i snaped photos with all the other flying fatties. there was japnese tourist so afraid on her way up that she had a Hello Kitty beach towel draped over her head. i got a picture. priceless. from there. after that i wanted to go to the beach so i walked for nearly two hours and got the this tiny concrete slap with beautiful italian bodies strewn everywhere. there are no real good beaches on capri-more on that later. i managed to struggle off my shirt and layed uncomfortably on my back for around five minutes and walked back...not worth it. bummer, but great exercise. starving i ate pizza, gnocchi and gelato. all real good. went to sleep and didnt sleep a wink for some reason. this morning i decided to search out this other beach that on of my roomies said was the best...or rather, the one that Rick Steves says is the best. i went, it took nearly two hours to find it, i walked down the old stone step, down the mountain the back streets near the grande marina and couldnt find the damn place...eventually i did and walked past a sign that said "privato" and was standing on the beach when i noticed a small commotion. i walked towrds on the of te men who worked there and he informed that indeed this was a private beach, i coughed up the 7 euro (10american) and put my towel on the rocky landing they call the best beach in all of capri. it was actually, compared to the conreted slab i was a the day before. burned my body for a good two hours and wandered to the marina for a boat trip around the island and into the "grotto azzure" or blue grotto, the trip was nice, a bit touristy and mega expensive-like 25 euro, but i had to do it, right? when i got back, feeling completely reamed, i was starving but, oh wait, i spent all my damn money. this means i cant take the bus back to anacapri, have to hike up the mountain again and i have to do it on an empty stomach. i barely make it back without passing out and i just got back from dinner, pizza, pizza and you guessed it, more pizza. stuffed like a fat little bug. now im here and feeling bloated. bye for now, tommorrow i take the ferry to sorrento. ciao.
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