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The European Chronicles - 6/5/14

Day Ten. 

Capri, Italy.

Oh Capri, how you offer such a stunning view that it can soothe even the troubled soul. Every turn, every twist, every move, the island of Capri leaves you with a cliff, a hangover, an overhang, or a simple platform to view the Mediterranean sea, the rocks, the beaches, and all that surrounds this wonderful island. It's the kind of view that will put everyone at ease. The kind of view this overworked collegiate athletics professional needed after a long academic year. Ahhhhhhhhhh, serenity! 

As usual, we took a short tour in the morning which was okay, but our group seemed more enamored with the views the museum provided. New perspectives. Same amazing view. Yes, serenity now! 

Following the tour, we all went back down to the harbor to take a cruise around the island in a speed boat. If you think serenity couldn't get better, my goodness it did. It very well did. I'm typing these very words with mental images of how great this ride was. 

We cruised around the island taking in the cavernous caves, the blue waters, the sun, and just enjoying Capri and all the wind and air of the sea that came with it. Ic an't describe this at all. I can't put this into words. A personal favorite moment for me since this adventure began.

We finished up with the usual group dinner at a spectacular place. With yes, another four course meal and lots of wine. 

Not much of a packed schedule, but with two more days, there isn't much left to do. Plus, we're all exhausted from our expedition of the entire country. Italy in 11 days! Just thinking about that is amazing. 

Here are some quick photos from today. Click to enlarge them. 











Tomorrow is our last day. We're off to Sorrento, then Pasitano and the Amalfi Coast which should be good. Just when we've really dug ourselves into the culture, the language, and the certain quirks like expecting to pay to use public restrooms (takes a while to get used to), it's all over. 

One more day in Italy. Looking to make it a good one. 

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