“The island holds in its centre the soul like a coin, which time and wind cleaned leaving it pure as an intact, rustic almond cut into a sapphire skin” – Pablo Neruda –

There is not a glimpse, an alley, a cliff on the island that does not leave you breathless, and no matter how many times you have the good fortune to return, everything will bring back an emotion equal to that of first love. Capri has a time all its own. Capri is a state of mind.