Capri belongs to whoever is still there when the last ferry leaves.
By day, the island is borrowed by thousands. By six in the evening it is returned — to the residents, the lemon trees, and the handful of travellers who thought to sleep there. This sketch is built entirely around that handover: mornings on the water before the day boats arrive, afternoons in the high, quiet parts of Anacapri, and the piazzetta at night, when it becomes a village square again.
Five nights, because the island only shows itself to people who aren’t leaving at five.
5
Nights, ferry-proof
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Private doors opened
48h
To your first proposal
This is a sketch, not a package. Dates, pace, houses and tables all bend around who’s travelling — no two versions of this journey have ever left the studio the same.
02Day by day
Day 1 · Arrival
Across the bay, against the current.
A private launch from Naples — twenty-five minutes of spray and anticipation — lands you at Marina Grande as the day visitors begin to drain away. Funicular up, suite with the Faraglioni framed in the window, and the piazzetta for a first drink as it exhales into evening.
Private crossing from Naples, luggage handled invisibly
The piazzetta at dusk — four cafés, one stage
First round, la piazzetta
Day 2 · The island, by gozzo
Around the rock, unhurried.
A wooden gozzo with a skipper who grew up in Marina Grande takes you the whole way round: the Blue Grotto entered early by rowboat, the green and white grottoes after it, a swim through the Faraglioni arch — good luck, tradition says — and lunch dropped anchor off a cove nobody names.
Blue Grotto at opening — the light show, minus the flotilla
Swim through the arch of the middle Faraglione
Lunch at anchor, kitchen skiff alongside
Rounding the island
Day 3 · Anacapri
The high island, the old island.
Up to Anacapri, where Capri keeps its memory: Villa San Michele and its sphinx, the chairlift floating you alone over vineyards to Monte Solaro — the whole bay at your feet — and a sandal-maker who has measured famous ankles since the sixties. Sunset from the Punta Carena lighthouse, aperitivo on the rocks.
Monte Solaro by chairlift — twelve silent minutes up
Villa San Michele — the sphinx’s view, explained
Lighthouse sunset, the west side’s nightly show
The blue, from Solaro
Day 4 · A slower day
Day-bed diplomacy.
Nothing before noon, on principle. A reserved day-bed at a beach club under the Faraglioni, lunch in your robe, a spa hour if the sea worked your shoulders. Late afternoon: the boutiques, a custom scent blended in a workshop that has perfumed the island since 1948.
Beach club under the rocks — day-bed, held all day
A scent made for you at the island’s perfumery
Dinner in a garden, lemons overhead
Nothing before noon
Day 5 · Farewell
The gardens, then the last look.
The Gardens of Augustus early, Via Krupp zig-zagging into the blue below, and a final unhurried walk to the Belvedere of Tragara — the Faraglioni doing their best work in morning light. Farewell dinner high over the sea; the launch home is tomorrow, and the island knows it.
Gardens of Augustus before the first ferry docks
Tragara belvedere — the classic frame, earned
Farewell table with the rocks floodlit below
The blue, one last time
03Moments
The frames you’ll keep.
Travel sideways
The grottoesLight that comes from below.At anchorThe cove nobody names.BelowAnother island, under the surface.The terraceWater above the water.
04Where you’ll sleep
High enough to hear nothing.
The classic · Capri town
A suite over the Faraglioni
White vaults, majolica floors, and the rocks in your window from the first coffee to the last negroni.
The alternative · Anacapri
A garden house on the high side
For travellers who prefer birdsong to people-watching: vine pergolas, a pool in the lemons, the lighthouse road below.
Houses are named in your proposal — we hold allocations at a handful of properties we know room by room.
05In good hands
Door to dock
Private launch crossings both ways and porters at every step — the island’s stairs are someone else’s problem.
Hosts, not guides
A skipper from Marina Grande, a perfumer, a sandal-maker — people we’d invite to dinner.
Tables & day-beds
Beach clubs, terraces and the piazzetta’s best hours — held in your name before you land.
In-trip concierge
One WhatsApp thread, answered by a person in Rome, for anything — from sea state to a fourth seat at dinner.
One contact
A single itinerary designer from first sketch to the flight home — no handovers, no call centres.
Crowd-curve timing
Grottoes at opening, gardens before the ferries, dinners after them — the island’s tides of people, surfed.
06Make it yours
Start from this sketch.
Tell us who’s travelling and what you’d change. A first, itemized proposal comes back within 48 hours — built once, for you.
