Capri Is for Lovers The first time I came to Capri, I was small enough that my father carried me up the steps from the marina. He carried me until I asked him not to, and I remember the moment…
Paris. St. Tropez. Elsewhere.
Paris. St. Tropez. Elsewhere.
Capri Is for Lovers The first time I came to Capri, I was small enough that my father carried me up the steps from the marina. He carried me until I asked him not to, and I remember the moment…