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The 1920 modernist villa above the Faraglioni, wartime haunt of Churchill and Eisenhower — 44 rooms and suites, twin pools, and terraces over Capri's most famous view.

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€798.30 for 1 Night

Location
Via Tragara, 57 – 80073 Capri (NA), Italy
Naples Capodichino (NAP) about 50 km away: hydrofoil from the port to Marina Grande (40–80 minutes), funicular to Capri town, then a 15-minute walk on pedestrian Via Tragara. Porters and electric carts carry luggage; no cars reach the door.
Last Updated: 2026-06-03

Expert Review
Origins
Punta Tragara began as one man's idea of a house that should not behave like one. In 1920 Emilio Errico Vismara — the Lombard engineer who electrified Sicily and helped build modern Capri, its funicular included — bought the promontory at the end of Via Tragara and raised what he called the Stracasa, the 'super-house': a curved terracotta mass of arches and vaults grown straight out of the cliff opposite the Faraglioni. Le Corbusier's hand is in it too — his rediscovered sketches of the villa's four levels survive, and writing in Domus in 1937 he praised it as 'an architectural bloom, an extension of the rock, an offspring of the island'.
The war gave the house its second story. Requisitioned as a rest camp for the American command, it hosted Generals Eisenhower and Mark Clark and, repeatedly, Winston Churchill, who took the rooms facing the rocks. The house kept its appetite for company through the peace: writers, painters and the Capri set of the dolce vita years passed along Via Tragara to its door.
In 1968 Count Goffredo Manfredi bought the villa as his own retreat, and in 1973 opened it as a hotel. It remains in the family today — the flagship of the Manfredi houses, run with the unhurried confidence of an address that has nothing left to prove, and refreshed rather than reinvented: the rooftop Pegaso Etro Suite, dressed entirely by the Milanese fashion house, arrived a century after Vismara broke ground.
Top Secret
Churchill kept rooms facing the Faraglioni during the American command years — and, by island memory, would swim out from the rocks below, the war set aside for an afternoon.
The Review
Capri performs, and Punta Tragara is where you watch from. The hotel stands at the end of Via Tragara, a pedestrian lane fifteen minutes' stroll from the Piazzetta — far enough that the crowds thin to nothing, close enough that dinner in town needs no planning. The walk is the arrival: no cars, porters ahead with the bags, the lane narrowing through pines until Vismara's curved terracotta house appears against the cliff with the Faraglioni rising out of the sea beyond. There is no better-placed building on the island.
Inside, the early-modernist bones carry rooms that are individual rather than uniform — 44 across three levels off a winding staircase, antiques against clean colour, every one opening to a terrace or balcony. The six named suites take the architecture's best moments: the Art Suite hung accordingly, the Faraglioni Suite squared up to the view, the rooftop Pegaso Etro Suite wrapped in the fashion house's prints with the island falling away on every side. Below, two pools sit in a garden cut from the rock — one heated, with hydro-massage jets, which quietly extends the season at both ends — beside the Narducci wellness rooms.
Evenings organise themselves. An aperitivo at the Tragara Club — the gin list runs past 150 bottles — then Antonio Pedana's cooking at Le Monzù on the veranda, the rocks floodlit by the moon if the timing is kind. The Grill handles poolside lunches in the pergola. What distinguishes the house, though, is its temper: for all the glamour of the address, it runs low-key, family-owned, more villa than grand hotel — Capri with the volume turned down and the view turned all the way up.
