Ever since emperor
Tiberius choose Capri as his leasure island, it has drawn the rich
and the famous. I am not sure why, because there are plenty of other
islands that have a fancy cave, and are surrounded by steep clifss.
But I suppose that part of being famous is giving the paparazzi
something to write about, so that that you actually stay famous. Also
for the papparazi it is convenient, as they dont need to stalk every
single islands, but they can just focus on one.
Capri was a really
bad anchorage. The location where we would like to anchor was swarmed
by little boats. While they left for the night, they still took up precious
space during the day. The anchorage we finally took had a lot of
swell, and little wind. This causes SaltyPaws to align sideways with
the waves. And although not a monuhull. Still some rocking went on
during the night. If can report however, that the plants stayed
safely in their spot. We ended up being anchored with a field of
super yachts. As if there is no global warming, they kept themselves
bathed in lights, all trhoufh the night. We also witnessed a
helicopter fly over, but we couldn't see anyone being droped down on
the deck. When we departed, we sailed next to a deathstar like boat
for a while, and one of the guests was regarding us from the top deck
pool1.
1I
am sure that there was another pool on this yacht. Pools seldom come
by themselves on this type of boat.
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