If Fellini had designed a hotel, JK Place Capri would have been it. This brilliantly white, Italian deco-inspired estate overlooking the Tyrrhenian Sea feels miles from anywhere but is still a quick jaunt from all the island's glitz and glam. You’ll remember the wafting fragrances from its citrus trees and the sun-soaked poolside hours long after you wave goodbye.
Noon, but flexible subject to availability. Earliest check-in, 4pm.
Double rooms from $594.25 (€536), excluding tax at 10 per cent.
Rates include buffet breakfast, tea, coffee, soft minibar drinks, fruit and cakes.
JK Place’s ever-ready concierge can arrange boat trips around the island and the Amalfi coast.
At the hotel
Spa, gym, library, DVD/CD selection, fee WiFi throughout, shuttle service. In rooms, flatscreen TV, DVD/CD player, minibar, satin sheets. Some rooms have Jacuzzis.
Our favourite rooms
Number 22 on the second floor faces out onto the sea, and the bath tub in the middle of the bathroom floor allows you to bathe while gazing at the ocean – with the windows open, you can even sunbathe while you soak.
You can bask in a soft sea breeze on the hotel’s sun-deck, where the large unheated pool allows you to swim even out of season. Attentive staff serve cooling drinks to a soundtrack of light lounge music.
The bright and spacious spa has a gym, hammam and sauna. A lengthy menu of facials, massages, body scrubs and wraps, and mani-pedis are available to pamper and prettify guests.
Giant sunglasses and a good book – your essential poolside chill-out kit.
The hotel's stylish restaurant, JKitchen, is a modern confection of black, white and grey, with comfy chairs, fabulous seafood, and panoramic sea views from the terrace. As champions of traditional Neapolitan slow food, the Mediterranean menu is organic and uses whatever fruit and vegetables are currently in season. Chef Eduardo Estatico's delectable dishes include cod drizzled in Vesuvian olive oil with puttanesca sauce, linguini with lams and Amalfi lemons, and freshly caught fish.
The light, bright lounge bar attracts the island’s golden girls and guys with its blend of the relaxing and the refined.
The restaurant is open from noon–3pm for lunch and 7.30pm–11.30pm for dinner. There’s a snack menu available at other times.
Easyjet and British Airways will fly you to Naples Capodichino from London Gatwick in under three hours. Naples also serves many other European cities, including Paris (Air France), Vienna (Austrian Airlines) and Berlin and Cologne (Air Berlin).
There’s no need for a car on Capri as the island’s dinky (four square miles). But if you already have one with you in Naples, there are a variety of car parks costing about €11 a day.
You can reach Capri by ferry or hydrofoil from Naples. Alilauro (www.alilauro.it), Caremar (www.caremar.it) and SNAV (www.snav.it) run ferries to the island, departing from Calata Porta di Massa. They take about an hour and 20 minutes, and cost roughly €9. The hydrofoil leaves from Molo Beverello, takes 45 minutes, and costs €16. JK Place provides a free shuttle service from Capri harbour to Capri main square.
Worth getting out of bed for
If designer shopping is your thing, head to Capri for Italian designer boutiques. In Anacapri you can find high-quality handicrafts, and the famous handmade sandals. The entrance to the chairlift that takes you to the highest point on Capri is just outside the hotel and is worth taking a ride on for the exceptional views. Become a modern-day Audrey Hepburn and Gregory Peck and rent a scooter (+39 (0)81 837 5863). Visit Villa Jovis, the Roman ruins of a sumptuous palace built by Emperor Tiberius. Il Faro is a rocky beach not far from the hotel, which has a restaurant and swimming pool perched on its edge.
Add’o Riccio (+39 (0)81 837 1380) is located on the cliffs overlooking the blue grotto, and serves up fresh seafood with spectacular views. Enjoy dinner between the lemon-trees, with food from a typical Capri kitchen at Da Paolino (+39 (0)81 837 6102). Sample Mediterranean food on the terrace at Villa Verde (+39 (0)81 837 7024). Nettuno (+39 (0)81 837 1362) provides the ideal spot to watch the sunset while sipping an aperitif. Lido del Faro (+39 (0)81 837 1798) serves fresh seafood delights. Da Gemma (+39 081 837 0461) is a historic restaurant that was once Graham Greene's favourite eaterie – today it serves authentic Caprese favourites and tongue-treating seafood.
Capri: until now, this meant to me the mid-calf trousers favoured in warmer climates (stylish, but hard to pull off; best kept for the tall and the gamine). Now my focus is the small island off the Amalfi Coast. Like the pants, it’s chic – very chic. In fact, this romantic idyll in the Tyrrhenian Sea is heavenly. Our journey begins in Naples, the birthplace of pizza. No time for a slice, despite Mr Smith’s pleading – it’s ‘arrivederci’ to the grey façades of the mainland city: we have a hydrofoil to catch across the sparkling bay.
Capri, a noble beauty, sits demurely waiting for us like a sphinx. The first thing we spot is the gleaming white Villa Fersen, teetering on the cliff’s edge. We have arrived. The hydrofoil pulls into the Marina Piccola; the plank is dropped. Weekend bags are grabbed at the dock by seersucker-clad JK Placers, who have a car waiting, and we are whisked away up a steep narrow road and down a discreet driveway. Like Jacques d’Adelswärd-Fersen’s art nouveau villa, JK Place is set into the cliffs – the only Capri hotel built directly on the coast. Our driver gingerly backs through the gates and a scene reminiscent of Downton Abbey unfolds: a stream of staff members spills out of the 18th-century cream villa to line up. Everyone is immaculately dressed head-to-toe in that striped cotton so beloved of Ivy Leaguers, stretching out their hands, nodding and welcoming us. Have Mr Smith and I been mistaken for Roman emperors by these preppy pagans? Oh no, this intimate 20-room hotel has been expecting us: Mr Smith and I have come home.
After a brief encounter with every staff member, we are led into a cerulean-blue library, stocked with design, fashion and architecture essentials – everything you could ever want to read on those inviting overstuffed white sofas. Apple mojitos and plump olives at our fingertips, we flick through Helmut Newton’s gigantic Sumo biography. ‘This is amazing,’ breathes Mr Smith. A quick gander reveals a DVD hoard that even includes every episode of The Sopranos – not that we’ll be locked up watching box sets. Capri won’t have it: she’ll lure us out with her voluptuous green hills, sexy sidestreets and, of course, beautiful locals.
Books, the beach, that view over the Bay of Naples, vintage photographs – it’s all ravishing, and all so welcoming. A brief hotel tour includes glimpses of the beautiful southeast-facing pool, the separate spa building (deep-tissue massage, Mr Smith?) and the wraparound deck: JK Place feels like a palazzo (‘Another type of trouser’, notes the ever-sharp Mr Smith) with hints of hip Hamptons getaway. Ah, the good life.
Drinks drained, we are led to our handsome bedroom, which is a large white space with two French doors opening over the bay. Mr Smith inspects the wet room and a large marble bath while I flop onto a gorgeous white-linen-shrouded four-poster. It may all sound a tad honeymoonish, but it isn’t: it is unisexy – logical clean luxury, riffing on a nautical note.
It’s time for dinner. Capri is relaxed – but be sure to look good. This is an Italian resort in which to put your best foot forward, and embrace life as a bon vivant – preferably a good-looking one – a place to be chic at all costs. (If you must slum it in a hoodie, you’d better at least drape said item around your shoulders.) Eventually emerging from our suite, we pad up to the lounge.
Tranquil, I note. ‘Cocktail hour,’ proffers Mr Smith. We linger over dry martinis in the library before being steered to the small dining room. Intuitive staff strike a masterful balance of friendly but not too familiar. In the intimate restaurant, all six tables are buzzing with lively conversation. Charmingly walked through the Mediterranean menu by the head waiter, we are quizzed on our plans for the weekend over seafood recommendations. Classic risotto proves to be the best we’ve ever had, and simple starters such as swordfish carpaccio are beyond delicious. As is the wine. And the desserts. It’s a decadent place, Capri.
Another wonderful feature of JK Place is its proximity to everything – and there is lots to do on see-and-be-seen Capri. The incredibly helpful concierge is super-informative and the hotel is more than happy to zip you around the island in its shuttle. Mr Smith and I have a packed itinerary: first off is Villa San Michele in Anacapri, once home to the charismatic Swedish psychiatrist Axel Munthe; crammed to the rafters with artefacts, now a luxury hotel, it is flanked by a glorious Vesuvius-view garden perched above the harbour.
I decline Mr Smith’s suggestion of a vertiginous one-man cable car to the isle’s peak in favour of trawling the shelves of the renowned bookshop La Conchiglia, and I make off with one of their very own delightful tomes. Next is lunch at the old-school Da Gemma, on a warren-like alleyway in the old town; the kind of place where walls are plastered with faded photos of patrons past and the thin-crust pizza is unforgettable.
Fortified, we tackle a walk to Villa Jovis, perched on the brink of a 300ft cliff at the apex of the island; Tiberius ran the Roman Empire from here and the ruins are fairly intact. Vertigo sufferers beware: it’s properly on the edge. Many a gobby slave has no doubt uttered his last from this dramatic spot. Our panorama-enhanced walk back, down winding narrow streets, past enigmatic palazzo gates with wisteria-shrouded pathways, is breathtaking in the fading light.
What a magical place this is, branded forever on our brains. Our lasting impression of JK Place Capri will be its easy, relaxed style, its understated glamour and comfort. But mostly, we’ll remember how hard it was to leave.
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