So many things on the island of Capri were smaller than usual. The roads, for instance, would not have fit a normal-sized car in a million years. Instead, the arm-length lanes are occupied by scooters, toy-sized trucks and people making their journey on foot. As one vehicle attempts to pass another, an onlooker might feel a slight flutter of anxiety, the distances between the two often equating to a hair's breadth.
The island itself is tiny too. The perfect size for family of Crusoes or Robinsons to explore after a shipwreck.
However, Capri also manages to seem larger than life. Like a tree - upon first glance it seems passive and sleepy. Yet, look a little closer, and it is teeming with spiders, bees, ladybugs and birds, who all make their homes in a tree, as do mosses and creeping vines.
As a tree is brimming with life, so Capri is brimming with energy, colour, and absurdity.
“Mild winters and cool summers temper its climate,
the shores are lapped by the waters
of a harmless sea.
Peace untroubled reigns there,
and life is leisurely and calm,
with quiet undisturbed,
and sleep unbroken.”
