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- Continental Breakfast
- Multilingual staff
- Non-smoking hotel
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Pets allowed
TripAdvisor Reviews Hotel Calypso Ventimiglia
Travel Blogs from Ventimiglia
... there we walked back into France and through Menton, talking the photos we wanted and just enjoying the atmosphere of the stunning place. Once we had walked through we headed to the train station and took a train to Monaco to visit the area and Casino one more time. This time we headed inside the Casino for a look around dressed in nice clothing. On the inside it was such a beautiful building with incredible artwork on the inside. Surprising that it was ...
... but the bags were pretty and appeared to be well made. I tossed around the idea of buying 1 or 10 of these Italian leather bags for about 20 minutes while Conor patiently waited. I finally reminded myself that buying this bag only means I then have to pack one more bag home - so I left the booth empty handed and continued on. This was about the pace of our time at the market. We would like something enough to look more closely at it, but not enough to make ...
The weather was not that flash this morning. Overcast and cool, but not raining.
We decided to jump on the 9:55 train and head across into Italy for lunch. Getting to the train station from the apartment was a good training run for Saturday, when we would need to do it with our bags. Turned out to be a piece of cake as the tram is about two mins from our door ...
... to Eze. It was cool seeing the Port of Nice as we rode away and along the cliffside of the French Rivera. The train stopped at Eze sur Mer, but it looked like it was not close to any tourist sites and we thought that there was going to be a second stop for Eze, but we were wrong. We got off at the next stop which was in the suburbs of Monaco! To think, in seventh grade I did a geography presentation on this very small nation along ...
... and when you're reasonably confident you have caught the oncoming driver's eye, you confidently, or defiantly maybe, step out onto the road, possibly holding your hand up, policeman-style,and the driver cooperatively stops to allow you to cross. He/she usually manages to look at you as if they were going to stop anyway. We came back to our hotel for a late lunch, after which we decided we'd have a little snooze, maybe. Two hours later Wok awoke, ...