Around noon the ferry from Naples arrived in Capri.
Via e-mail the concierge of hotel Punta Tragara had informed me that a porter would wait for me at the harbor of Capri. The porter was nowhere to be seen.
A taxi driver said: “I can take you to the city center, but from there you have to walk.” It was a long walk from the city center to the hotel. Many tourists looked at me with Schadenfreude.
And I was reminded of the movie “The Talented Mr. Ripley” – based on the novel by Patricia Highsmith. Jude Law, if I’m not mistaken asks Philip Seymour Hoffmann: "Tom, how’s the peeping?” I would say that Capri is all about peeping. Perhaps, all tourism is about peeping.