At 8 in the morning the beach is nearly empty and the pier is quiet and calm. I take my stripey mug to the bar where they obligingly fill it with tea and I stand in the early morning sunlight, sipping my steaming tea and enjoying the peacefulness of the new morning.
Soon, as the clock inches its way towards 9AM , a slow trickle of people start making their way down, eager to catch the first boats to Capri. Suddenly the pier is full of life, boats coming and going, people shouting and waving, taking photos, asking questions, running here and there. Amongst all the confusion we load up our fist boat fo people for Capri and wave them goodbye.
As the clock ticks on and the boats pull away all goes quiet again for a while. A brief respite before the next groups of ferries come in at 10AM, disgorging rowdy school groups and excited tourists. So many people mill around it is impossible not to bump into them so I retreat to the cabin and watch patiently.
As the pier empties once again we scan the horizon for Salvatore on his fishing boat. There he is, coming around the tower! We help carry this mornings catch up to the fishmongers, he's caught all sorts of fish, large octopuses, a scary looking eel and lots of crabs.
The sun is high now and I have to rub on some suncream. Morning is fast becoming afternoon and that fresh sparkly morning light has gone. Before I started working I though I would HATE getting up and going out early every morning, but I enjoy the tranquility and peace on the beach before everybody else gets there.