12 Oct 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Travelogue, No Comments.
10/12 Napes Italy
When I woke up I notice that my knife was unchaperoned, sitting all by itself. Most likely it was pushed away by me while I slept. There were two elderly gentlemen sitting alongside the same bench staring at me and the knife. I had gotten less than an hour of sleep and was still very tired and in need of a shower. I followed those two gentlemen back into the heart of Naples. All I wanted was a room and shower but there wasn’t a single hotel that would let me in before noon. I was tired of walking and not in the mood for hanging around and waiting so I changed my plans and decided not to attend tonight’s concert. It wasn’t like Willie Nelson performing anyway.
I continued down toward the docks to see if I could charter a ferry across to the Capri, located an office and bought myself a ticket. The only problem was that a couple of boats were in repair and the next wasn’t scheduled to leave for some time. So I took that opportunity to tour the castle. Along the way I met a beautiful energetic young lady. I just couldn’t keep my eyes off of her and after trading smiles we struck up a conversation. I explained that I was heading to Capri. She smiled and suggested that I join her and her family instead of taking the ferry, “There boring” she said “They don’t serve wine” She offered to talk with her aunt who perhaps would accommodate me with a room when we reached the island. Boy, things changed so quickly! In the mean time I had also found myself an educated tour guide. We continued our conversation down toward the dock. Stopped by where they were selling tickets and gave mine to somebody in line. I was introduced to the family, handed a glass of wine and given a tour of the boat. Marry a millionaire’s daughter? That could be the ticket. We ended up throwing out the anchor in a small cove on the north side of the island. We jumped ship and swam to the shore, sat and talked, while the rest of the family watched over another glass of wine. Just after sunset we docked in the main harbor. They introduced me to their aunt who agreed to let me a room. I dropped off my bags, locked the door and followed them to the restaurant that they had been bragging about since we met. We had a few more bottles of wine and a fabulous meal. All the tourists that were hanging about had taken the last ferry back to the mainland and left that jewel to the few of us left behind. It was nice, quiet and the moon provided just enough light to make it romantic. They were all heading back to the boat and I was left with only the memory of a kiss.
