Continuing the photo research journal as I write about Capri in Deceptive, Book Three in the On the Run series, which features international travel, mystery, and a dash of romance . . .
My visit to Capri began with an hour-long ferry ride from Pozzuoli, a city near Naples. The ferries only run during certain times of the year and ours was crowded with Italian, American, and German tourists heading to Capri for the day.
Arrival in Capri
A cruise ship was docked near the island, ferrying tourists to the island in smaller boats and harbor bustled with activity. The open taxis with a canvas tops emphasized we were in a sightseeing hot spot.
Cruise ship anchored outside Capri’s Marina Grande, which became part of the novel in Deceptive
Capri harbor
A boat tour is the best way to see Capri, so after we wandered around the harbor, we climbed aboard a small boat and set off to see the amazing rock formations, the sea stacks, and the gorgeous shades of water up close.
Yachts crowding the sea stacks–high-end traffic jam!
We circled the island, passing through the arch in the sea stack and by the Blue Grotto, which we didn’t have time to visit. :(
Inspiration for Gray’s mega yacht
Another traffic jam, this time at the Blue Grotto
A funicular connects the harbor with Anacapri, a town high up in the hills, but the line was too long. Instead of spending our time waiting in line we walked, taking a path with many stairs through a residential area of walled homes. Up, up, and up we climbed. After a short rest for a drink at Piazza Vittoria, where we caught our breath, we rode the chairlift to the highest point on the island, Monte Solaro, with it’s incredible views of the sea stacks.
One of my favorite photos from Capri, Sea stacks from Mount Solaro
We rode chairlift back down to Anacapri then hopped on the bus to return to the harbor. The bus ride was truly terrifying. The road was twisty with sheer drops to the sea, and only a thin wrought-iron barrier edged the road. The tiny bus skirted around the curves, our driver taking the turns with Italian abandon. I had to look away!
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