August 16, 2016
Pants. Capri pants. Embarrassingly, that’s about as much as I knew about Capri before going there today. The Isle of Capri is about 50 minutes in a boat from Positano, along the incredible cliff lines of the Amalfi Coast. It’s where many of the rich and famous holiday. Apparently some bloke called George Clooney is a regular. And I can see why, after we dropped anchor and jumped into the bluest of blue water. I imagine George’s boat is a bit more impressive than ours. And it probably has Nespresso on tap. Once on the island, and after an excruciating […]