By the time we arrived in Capri, I was ready for some R & R. I was quite exhausted from arguing with the Vatican organist, and I was tired of running around corners and hiding in little shops whenever the choir would burst into song.
Which was quite often.
Capri was lovely. Warm and flower-ful.
Here are some pictures :
Isn't that gorgeous? I really want to go back.
... then we traveled north again ...