Travel back in time with me to Tuesday as I forgot to do that blog entry and everyone else's blog fingers have died. We got up early and caught the boat to Capri for 27 Euro. I don't even get why anyone would do the Edward Jones endorsed tours for at least 3 times the price. The boat ride was decent but it was mostly cloudy out with a good chance for rain. When we arrived on the island we got tickets for the Funicular and rode that up to the proper area of Capri. We had a coffee (Coke Light for me) at a nice little caffeteria and lounged for about an hour. I think we all felt a bit sluggish, possibly due to the overcastiness going on but we finally arose and took a small little bus to the town of Anacapri. There we found a chairlift (with only single chairs) that would take us to the highest point of the island, Monte Solero. The view was amazing and you could see all around the island. We tried in vain to find a spot to have a picnic lunch but to no avail. The rain started coming down and it was very windy up there (duh!). So we headed back down and as we descended a whole entire class of kids were heading up. We joked that it was God telling us to leave with the rain so we didn't get stuck having a picnic up there with 50 teens screaming and laughing. We had our picnic down in Anacapri instead and eventually somehow crammed into the bus with 80 other people and went back to Capri for some shopping. Afterwards, we went back down to the bay to figure out how to see the Blue Grotto caves that are all the rave. Of course, the Blue Grotto tour was closed because the seas were too choppy...damnit! So, we decided to head back when the next boat came. Some of us sat and waited, some of us walked around and shopped some more until our boat came.
Tuesday night was the Edward Jones theme dinner and we went to a little spot tucked in the hillside. It felt a lot like the place we had the Budapest theme dinner, except the end result wasn't the same. They brought out grilled veggies and 3 kinds of pizza, but we got hosed on the 3rd for some reason because they skipped our table. The next course was Ravioli so good that Mr. Boyardee himself would approve! I guess Karma decided to even us out because they came around with seconds on the Rav. Thanks, jerks! How bout you scurry over to that brick oven and make up some more of that 3rd, most delicious of the 3 looking pizza, huh? Wine calmed us all down and the table red was flowing pretty well as we waited at least 25 minutes to get our main course, Roasted Pork and Potatoes with a meager amount of gravy. Until the extremely neglectful service woke up from their siesta and gave us our I hate to say it, but I have not been blown out of the water with any meal I've had yet and that is especially true of the desserts. This one was no different either. I don't even remember what it was, to be honest, it was THAT forgettable.
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