What up. RAP is not music now apparently. According to some of the more educated members on our trip. I’m not going to argue with them because I feel I am backed up by a quote from the great philosopher Kanye West
“….wait till I get my money right…..then you can’t tell me nothing, right?”
Alright but anyways…. We are still in Capri. Did some mighty fine things today. Went and saw the legendary, epic, super over exaggerated Blue Grotto. We took a bus from our B’n’Bs to the ruins of Roman Emperor Tiberius’s 
secondary palace. He had twelve on this three mile island. Why he had twelve? I can only answer this with “WHY NOT?” He was the most powerful man in the world at the time. I feel like after he got up and ate a large bowl of Frosted Flakes or whatever Emperors ate for breakfast, he walked outside stared at Sorrento, Naples, and part of the Roman Navy and thought to himself for a minute “I feel like I run this, and I run it well.” After checking out his seaside view for a bit, we walked to the Blue Grotto which we could see right below the palace. However since topography decided to laugh at us it was a thirty minute walk down the winding, twisting, downhill road. Have you ever seen the part of the Tour de France when Lance is in the mountains and there are like a million curves? Ok, well Capri’s roads are like that but on amphetamines. Once we got to the Blue Grotto, all complaining of lower leg pain and breathing like the kid picked last in dodgeball, we walked down to the entrance where I hit my head.
Okay let me pause real quick. I’m 6’2”, maybe on a good day. Not really that tall by American standards. I have hit my head on every dang thing in this blessed country. I hit my head on the airplane, the shower head, branches, vines, people, chairs, and yes even a street sign. How do you head butt a street sign? I don’t really know but I have accomplished it.
After I hit my head, let out a sigh of mild depression and regained my composure, I got into a row boat that was waiting to monopolize the Blue Grotto tourism by overpricing tourists to look at a body of water, that while blue and yes very beautiful, not compelling enough to keep my interests. My interests where more focused on the group of Asian tourists who were actually giddy with excitement during the three minute tour of the grotto. It was funny. I still managed to shoot a pretty good B-roll for the story that my team is producing for the web though.
So what did I learn today?
Tiberius=The Man
Walking a mile flat is way better than a mile with elevation change.
Sometimes in life people are going to overcharge you for something that you think is going to be life changing, let them because you’ll probably get something out of it anyway
Being tall sucks in Italy.
Until next time, Peace.
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