If you’re going to Capri there is only one was to get there: by ferry to the Marina Grande. Doesn’t matter if you’re the president of the Republic or someone under police protection like Roberto Saviano, you gotta take the boat.
And when you disembark you’ll notice some of these guys on the quay. They work for the luxury hotels on the island, the names are on the caps, and If you’re lucky enough to be staying in one they’ll take your luggage for you and see that it gets sent on its way.
They are there in all weathers, and all weathers on Capri means sun, sun, and more sun (except when it’s dark of course). I wouldn’t envy them staying out under the beating sun all day though, it’s boiling out there; and in the height of the season the ferries come in every ten minutes disgorging hundreds of passengers.
Many thanks to Massimo, from the Quisisana, and Pino of the Hotel Luna, (I didn’t get the last chap's name) for letting me take their photos. They couldn’t have been more co-operative when I asked. Hope to see them again next year when I’m back there to take photographs for “Le Conversazioni,” an extremely laid back lit fest which is held over the end of June to the beginning of July.