…it’s totally true!

Only 40 minutes by boat from our base at magical Minori, we’re catching a local bus that ascends a narrow road via hairpin bends to Anacapri, which I decide has got to be better then following the crowds to Capri city itself! With breathtaking views on the narrowest of roads, the bus is packed!

Funnily enough though, the beautiful Church of San Michele Arcangelo isn’t, and we spend forever wowing at the tile floor from wooden planks on the side – a mosaic depicting the expulsion of Adam and Eve from paradise, by Leonardo Chiaiese.

I catch up with a French couple from Le Balle de Versailles wandering en costume. They’re a week late, as their party has now left, but they do look so much in place!

Mik Mak in Anacapri has got to be the best boutique on the island, with handmade loafers for men, Pachacuti hats that I adore and only time to drag me away from Michele and Domenico, the charming and elegant owners.

Then there are the vistas, but there are so many of them that you get woozy. My favourite has to be from the Axel Munthe museum, which houses a romantic collection of antiques surrounded by wistful gardens. I can almost taste the yearning this area had for the Romantics, Byron, Shelley, Goethe…

Mr. P has other ideas though, and far too soon we’re back on the boat with Andrea and the Limoncello.