What is there to say about a place that ever since Antiquity has been sung by poets and painted by artists?

You don’t need to read anything more about Capri waters, lapping on rough rock, flowing in and out of mysterious caves, dazzling you with their vivid azure transparency.

Nor do you need to hear words about the charm of Amalfi and Positano, those coloured villages that, perched on crags, look down on the blue Tyrrhenian Sea. Too many words have been written and said about these places.

But all of them together cannot make you feel the enchantment of being there. So, stop reading. Just go.