Day Five: Capri to Sorrento

Our last day on Capri is both easy and breezy. Pack up what we’ve unpacked, gather our stuff from here and there. Obsessively check drawers and closets. Obsessively check drawers and closets again.

Our days here have been everything we could have asked for.

We’ve timed it so we can enjoy a leisurely lunch poolside before our ride to the docks in Capri Town. We do exactly that and enjoy our last lazy and delicious hour before we’re packed–literally–in our van for the final winding ride down. Offload, reload into our boat with the same captain and mate as our trip in.

This, it turns out, is a bumpier trip. My system questions the wisdom, so I do my best to ignore its whining and watch those high, rugged cliffs as we head out over the water. Big party boats and ferries, elegant sailboats glide along with us as we speed away from Capri.

BW points out Villa Jovis, high, high on its cliff so we can clearly see the long steep climb we did. We’re impressed with us!

Now I see Sorrento. More high cliffs with buildings built onto, and into the rocky walls. Those gorgeous sun-faded colors and bright, bright white, cypress and sweeps of flowers which reminded me of the gorgeous flowers in Dublin that I loved so much. Then, the restaurants offering dining on platforms over the water, and crowds of people dining or strolling.

Offload, reload into another van. Our charming driver is a native, not only of Sorrento, but of the little village we’re heading toward. He tells us to avoid Fridays, Saturdays and Tuesdays–as the cruise ships come in on those days, and the crowds are massive. Good information!

Lots of shops to explore–on days not Friday, Saturday or Tuesday.

Then we’re heading up, again on skinny, twisting roads. Wicked switchbacks with rock walls on one side, or a small field, or a lucky glimpse of the water. He points out the road along the Almafi Coast, but my system warns me not to look, at least for long. We side-wind our way up. Our cheerful driver tells us there are restaurants in the little village near our villa, and recommends one especially–good food, good people.

It’s a longer drive from Sorrento to the villa than it was from Capri Town to our hotel, and I swear the roads are even snakier. Though we’ve rented a car to be delivered to our villa, we may want our guy once in a while.

Plus I have a feeling my journeys out and about will be few.

I’m more sure of that when we arrive.

The little gate opens to let us in where Bruno and his mama and his young son wait. Bruno and his family manage the villa–and own it. In fact his parents built it, and lived here for many years. They’re justifiably proud, and Mama knows much of the area, its legends. We have to be shown around, instructed on how everything works, but first we must look out. All that blue water below, the shadow of land, the rise of it far out. And three little islands off our shores. We’re told they were once called the Islands of the Sirens–as the Sirens sat and sang and lured the boats.

There’s an infinity pool overlooking the water from the villa’s high perch. I expect we’ll give it a lot of use.

The gracious villa offers gardens–fig trees!–paths and steps leading down to pretty spots to sit, and a hiking trail. We have a big patio off the kitchen, with awnings we can open and close as the sun demands. But the view, honestly, the view is all. I almost hate to go in and see the house itself. I’m going to get a lot of writing and reading done in some of those outdoor spaces.

We have a pretty living room–windows and a terrace to enjoy the view. Two bedrooms on this level, and Kat and Jason decide to take one of them. They’ll love having that terrace.

A big country kitchen with a pretty tiled table. We’ve ordered in a few supplies. We have a bowl of gorgeous tomatoes–Sorrento tomatoes–and basil on the counter.

Two more bedrooms downstairs, and BW and I take the one with the bigger bed–he’s a very tall guy. We’ll enjoy the terrace off the bedroom.

Lots of practical things to be addressed, instructions on the WiFi–which turns out to be pretty wonky, and should be fixed by Monday or Tuesday. On the TVs, the alarm, the gate, the doors and windows, the recycling, and so on.

I need a drink!! I hunt for ice. Kat saves me by finding the little tray in a skinny freezer drawer. Now I can explore a bit, the grassy area by the pool Kat and I decide will be a fine workout spot. The flowers, the paths down. The view, stunning from every level and angle.

Time to unpack, and it feels good to have everything put away, the suitcases stored in the second bedroom.

It’s been a long time since our leisurely lunch on Capri. I slice up a tomato, add some basil, some pepper, some olive oil. Slice up some lovely bread, a variety of cheeses, a gorgeous peach, arrange it all with some grapes on a pretty tray. We have a snack on our patio.

We’ve going to need more from the market, and an actual meal–a little later. More exploring, more just sitting and basking first. Some WiFi frustration, more instructions by text.

We have menus from the local spots, and they’ll deliver. But Jason and Kat will walk to the village, do the marketing and pick up dinner. BW will drive down to fetch them since our car’s been delivered.

I pour a drink, roll back the patio awnings as the sun’s softened its heat. We have olives on a tree–not ripe yet, as Kat quickly discovered, but so pretty. While my family’s dealing with food and supplies, I sit on the patio. A skinny cat wanders out. We’ve been asked not to feed the stray cats or let them in the house, or the grassy area will become a litter box. The cat’s not much interested in me though I try to coax him over for a pet. Maybe later.

Now we have our supplies, and our dinner–and as it’s reported to be a nice walk, I’ll look forward to wandering down myself some time. We have ravioli, pizza, gnocchi on the patio as day fades to night.

Out on the terrace we look up at brilliant stars. They actually twinkle, bright pinpoints against the deep sky. The breeze sounds like the surf.

It’s early to bed for me, and I go out in what seemed like seconds, I wake to soft light just before six, walk out to breezes strong enough for a sweater. Soft blue skys with streaks of clouds, high cliffs, white rock and green trees, flowering bushes blowing in the wind, and the water, spreading wide.

It’s a fine morning view.

I think a restful Sunday’s in order, and maybe we’ll make some pasta in our pretty kitchen for dinner tonight. We have gelato in the freezer!

Nora

Note from Laura:  Iffy WiFi means the words got through but photos will take a little longer, so I’m adding a few from Capri I didn’t use in other recaps.  Enjoy!

Photo by Kat
Photo by Kat
Photo by Kat
Photo by Kat
Photo by Kat
Photo by Kat
Photo by j a-b
Photo by j a-b

21 thoughts on “Day Five: Capri to Sorrento”

  1. I was wondering what happened to the pictures. I didn’t think that getting them through would be harder than getting the words through. I love all the pictures she shares. That’s my favorite part of the blog.

    1. A simple data file like the actual post is much smaller than a full-size color photo. When the internet is spotty, uploading photos can be a frustrating process that more often than not fails in the middle.

      Will see if the fix happens soon. If not, then there will be a big photo album once they get back.

      Laura

  2. I feel like I am taking these trips with you! Absolutely adore them! Again, thank you for sharing your adventures – and your family – with us.

  3. Thanks again for sharing your trip. Looking forward to more adventures in Sorrento and pictures and shopping trips!!

  4. Man! I want to be Nora right now. Lol! I’ve never been to places like this , but it sounds so wonderful and my imagination is telling me it’s beautiful. Can’t wait for the pics,

  5. I fell in love with Ireland through your beautiful writing and finally took my dream trip there last summer. Now I’m falling in love with Italy…I think I need another dream trip!! Thank-you Nora for all your incredible descriptions…I feel like I’m there with you…well almost!!!

  6. I feel like I am enjoying your vacation along with you. Your descriptions are marvelous. We are going to Ireland in a month, partly because your writings made me yearn to see it myself.

  7. Thank you so much for sharing your experiences with us. I love reading them everyday it makes me feel like I am there with you! Love Nora and have read all her books and JD Robb.

  8. Loving the travelogue & gorgeous pics. Here in Australia it’s winter with lots of overcast/cloudy days & icy winds, as we’re on top of a mountain range, so I’m rather jealous of the clear blue skies & hot weather. Look forward to the next instalment. :0) Bear Hugs! KRIS xx

  9. Happy rest of your trip and thank you for sharing – just lovely, every bit!

  10. Nora should publish a book with all her travelogues in it. I am sure a publisher would snap it up. A best seller for sure.
    Diane4

  11. Sounds so peaceful and what a relief to get everything unpacked, right? Hope you have a wonderful stay.

  12. I just opened my email, & the first thing i do is check to see if there’s a post from Nora. What a great way to start the day. It’s so obvious by your descriptions that you are a writer. Thanks so much for sharing . You have made my day.

  13. Love the descriptions of Capri – makes me want to re-read Bay of Sighs immediately. Thanks for sharing – Capri moves up several notches on my travel list.

  14. I’ve been lucky enough to stay on the Amalfi coast. But I’ve been again this year thanks to Nora. Her words paint a picture,you’re there,you can feel the heat on your skin,see the shimmer on the sea. The white of the cypress trees. Is it any wonder she writes GREAT books. Waiting for day 6.

  15. I miss the fresh food there. The bread you buy fresh daily is amazing. And the fruit is wonderful. Much better than buying it here in the grocery stores. I haven’t been to Sorrento so I look forward to hearing how wonderful it is☀️☀️????

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