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Packing and saying goodbyes, Lyndsay cooked us a frattata for breakfast and then Meyrick man dropped us to the bus stop in the Kangoo. We took the bus to St Tropez and then a bus from St Tropez to Saint Raphael which was a really nice seaside resort. We then took a train to Nice and decided to wander around the city for a couple of hours...massive …
... in Siena...all made in China, but worth a wander....could not believe the number of stalls until we saw them from above on the hill.
The Old Town was worth a visit especially to the churches & the Crypt (1600's). I was a little disillusioned with the lack of attention, but Ventimiglia (or Ventimille depending on which country you are in) has changed ownership as the border has moved back ...
... want some candy and we will get in your van”.
We went over Monaco, through a tunnel into Italy and headed away from the coast where mountains got high, the roads got skinny and the buildings got old and stacked. We had not at all digested where we were going; but walked into a massive stone building, onto a balcony filled with people eating and drinking wine, joined the line for a delicious buffet lunch and sat with our new friend and ...
... those who have been there, it is very reminiscent of Mont St Michel. As the return buses were 4 hours apart, we were careful to catch the first one, as we realised there wasn't a lot to occupy us there, especially on a Saturday afternoon. While we were waiting for the bus, a number of cars went at speed through the town, blasting their horns. We then noticed they all had pink tulle bows tied to their aerials, so we assumed there must be a wedding on. ...
... better pairing of words.
While I don't like to think about the countdown until my flight home, it is inevitably on the horizon. I seem to naturally put a little more pressure on myself to make maximum use of the time at hand. But in the middle of this fake stress, I just take a deep breath and put in perspective my first world problems: if I end up in Barcelona tomorrow or Paris, the world moves on. And either option is absolutely stellar.