Capri begins to assert its superiority over every other resort in the glittering Tyrrhenian Sea from the moment you get off your boat at Marina Grande and step into the vintage convertible taxis that are unique only to this island. As your car snakes uphill along the curves of its disconcertingly narrow roads you all but reach for the scarf to go with your large sunglasses because it’s beginning to feel like you’re in a Sophia Loren movie.
You walk past Capri’s social epicenter–the famous Piazzetta and then along a pedestrian street dotted with the choicest luxury wear brands that turn at the legendary Grand Hotel Quisisana hotel that counts amongst its legendary guests, names like Wilde, Onassis and Bergman. Outside the hotel is an open bar that spills onto the street where its subtly glamorous guests are people-watching languidly while sipping their Aperols. The flash and pomp of loud luxury is missing and wealth is being whispered around this well-heeled set. This setting is very much a part of the fable that is Capri.
The hotel caresses Via Camerelle which was built in its original avatar by the Romans and is embellished with elegant luxury boutiques today. It was the Roman emperor Augustus who first made Capri his home after being enticed by its aura of refinement from the time the Greeks lived there. That very aura lingers, centuries later.
You’ve been spending time along the stunning Amalfi coast the previous week but in the face of Capri’s rarefied air and bewitching beauty all your love and delight for Positano and Sorrento fall away as you spend more time in this veritable garden of earthly delights.