Rome, Day 2. Our last day in Rome and we spent it in Capri. We booked this tour through Viator, and at first, it seemed like a really great idea. It was another chance for me to see Italy without having to pay for an additional room night. The reviews I read were so positive and seemed like a fun time. It’s a full day trip to Capri from Rome, and you get to spend several hours on the island. You could also pay an extra 30 euros to go to the Blue Grotto. Sounds intriguing right?! Yeah, not so much. It’s a three-hour bus ride to Naples, then an hour ferry to the island. So a total eight hours there and back. When I mentioned it to my boyfriend, he was some what hesitant. But we read more reviews and for the most part, people said that the commute is long, but overall worth it. That’s all I needed to hear. Andy, decided he would let my mom and I hang out instead.
So the night before, I started thinking, I don’t really feel like waking up at 6am and spending three hours on a bus. I read a few more reviews, this time starting from the lowest ratings, and they were awful. The tour guides were non-existent the tour was rushed, not enough time spent on the island, etc. I started to panic and thinking of ways I could get out of it. I looked at the cancellation clause and of course it was too late. So I thought maybe I could tell them a little white lie. I didn’t want to be too dramatic and say someone died in my family, because I believe in karma and it would have kicked me straight in the ass. So I thought about losing my passport. I would need to go to the Embassy to get a new passport, and couldn’t make the trip. I thought it was brilliant, nothing to serious, but serious enough to maybe get my money back. At this time, it was already midnight and I would need to call in the morning. I stopped by my mom’s room in the morning, told her my plan and she looked at me as if I was speaking Chinese. She’s like, “Yeah, they aren’t going to give you your money back, and they are going to cancel your reservation over all, so it’s just a lose-lose for you. Just get on the bus.” I sulked, then went back to my room and got dressed.
We get on the bus and take off for Naples at 7:30. I slept most of the way which helped ease the pain a little bit. We had a quick 15 minute stop at some random hotel that had a market inside. We pull up to the port in Naples around 10:30am. Let me tell you, Naples is nothing to brag about. I was surprised by how old and decrepit it looked. Old abandoned industrial buildings, made the city look dingy. Our ferry left at 11:10am. With not much instruction from our guide, we heard on to a random boat which looked like ours and found a seat. The ferry ride was about 45-50 minutes long. We disembark and find our guide passes us off to the local guide. He doesn’t explain much, but tells us to follow-up him on to the bus. Because we have many Spanish-speaking guests, they had to split our group on to two buses. However, they gave the English-speaking riders the smaller bus, and the larger bus to the other group. So there wasn’t enough room for a few of the passengers, including my mom. She has to listen the tour all in Spanish until we reached our next point.
From there we make it half way up the island and gather around our guide. He explains that we have until 1:40pm to do whatever we want. There was a chair-lift ride that takes you all the way up to the top of the island for a beautiful view. I opted to do this for 10 euros. The life only carries one person at a time, so it’s relatively quick, but also a little scary. Similar to a ski-lift. It takes about 13 minutes to go up, and 13 min to come down.
When I reached the top, the view is breath-taking. There’s a panoramic view of the Isle of Capri, and out from a distance you can see the island of Salerno. It’s calming and peaceful all at once. There are different points where you can take pictures. There is also a mini shop with a bar where you can order drinks and buy gifts. Since I was I was on a time crunch I didn’t hang out too long.
When I got back down, I met the group and led us to lunch. That’s right, we didn’t eat lunch until 2pm! I know Italians eat later than Americans, but really?! I’m starving. The tables weren’t ready for us, our guide just stood there with a dumb look on his face. I was beginning to lose my patience. When were seated, we were told by our guide that drinks were not included and that we should ask for the price before we order anything. Of course no one at my table heard, except me. So mom is ordering limoncello shots and bellinis. Our meal consisted of pasta or a seafood rice dish. Do not confuse this with risotto, because this was not what risotto is supposed to be. We then had pork with a small salad and weird tasting ice cream. At this point, I had enough. We only had another hour on the island before we had to catch our 5:10pm ferry back. The Blue Grotto was closed, due to high tides. So we paid 18 euros to have them sail us around the island. I will admit that it was pretty cool. We got to see all of these hidden coves around the island and Sophia Loren’s home that sits on top of a bluff.
As we pulled into the port, we boarded our ferry, then boarded the bus back to Rome. The bus driver dropped half the group at their respective hotels, and then drops off our tour guide!!! I’ve never seen such a thing. The tour guide does not get to home before the tourists! Pissed doesn’t even describe what I was feeling.
Overall I was extremely disappointed with the tour. I’m sure going into the day with a negative attitude didn’t help. But I really felt gipped. I could have taken the train from Rome to Naples for $15. My meal would have not only been better but it wouldn’t have cost me $145. We spent less than two hours on our own. The majority of the time was on the bus. The only attraction that I did want to see was closed. Greenline tour is horrible and will NEVER recommended to anyone.
This was my last day/night in Europe and it felt wasted. But lesson learned. Listen to Andy! No, read all the reviews before booking anything! If it sounds too good to be true or even sounds like a scam, it probably is. D’oh!!! Our flight departs at 9:30am. Then I’m back in the States.
I hope you all enjoyed reading about my trip to Europe as much as I enjoyed writing about it. I hope that you are able to learn from my mistakes, or use any of my advice/tips. I will be writing more “How To” guides in the future. If there is anything else you want to know, please feel free to leave a comment below or contact me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Talk to you all soon! Xoxo