An early morning walk on the beach. Its slightly misty, the sun is trying to fight its way throught the haze to bathe you in her welcome warmth. The beach bars sit ready, freshly painted with chairs and tables poised for their first customers.A few tourists walk around town, dressed in shorts, sandals and long-sleeved hooded tops, easily distinguishable from the locals who are still dressed in their winter garb. Down the end of the beach the gorgeous boys frorm the nightclub are working hard, preparing for the clubs opening night on Saturday.
On the other side of the beach the cabins on the pier have been wheeled into place, a couple are already open, selling tickets for the first ferry services of the year. In a couple of weeks I too will be taking up semi-residence in one of those cabins for the summer season, offering boat trips along the coast and to Capri.
I will, no doubt, have many tales to tell you of life on the pier, and the strange things that tourists ask..e.g No, this is not an island, no, that sea is not the Pacific and no, I cannot give you a coca-cola because this is not a bar.
My soap empire (!) will not be affected by this in any way, I have been a busy sqirrel this winter and stockpiled soaps away in all sorts of nooks and crannies, and soon will be offering an exciting new selection of goodies as well.
The first sun loungers have appeared on the beach, although this early in the morning it is still too cool to use them. A better idea is to go over to the bar in the square and sit down for a lovely fresh pastry and a caffe latte.