Hotel Cantemerle Spa & Restaurant
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- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
- Swimming pool
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... size: 17px; line-height: normal;">We thought nothing of it and they played happily until suddenly there was this commotion coming from the rear of the compartment. We looked round to see a railway official arguing with a male passenger a few rows behind us.
I thought she must have told him he was in the wrong seat ...
... through the main square which was all lit up and buzzing. I was again pleasantly surprised at the Hostel, very clean and accommodating. A definite recommendation and reasonably priced also. My 13 female shared room was again spacious and the two girls from China kindly told me where I could find extra showers maybe she smelt me, who knows. Today is the first day I have had to explore and this time I'm mapless and struggling ...
... with this beautician, as he likes to call himself from time to time:
Number 1. Jake makes fun of me...all the time. Lately he likes to say that I'm too posh to be backpacking. A classic example would be "jake please pass the caviar and the sparkling wine " (in a full on Victoria Beckham monologue)
Number 2. Jake laughs to himself hysterically on public trains whilst listening to the Jay and ...
... The ride to the airport was made in stone silence, except for the monotonous drone of Manfred’s GPS: “in 200 Metern links abbiegen... in 1 Kilometer rechts abbiegen.“ I hoped that the calm mechanical voice was trying to convey imperturbability and reassurance. But more likely, it was mocking our ridiculous attempt to race to the airport, check in, get boarding passes, go through security, be cleared at passport control, find our gate, and ...
... a deep valley: to the north were the just-visible tips of the chalky cliffs of the Col de Vence, and to the south we could see all the way to the Mediterranean.
In all the times we had walked up to the church the doors had never been open. So we never saw details of the gloomy interior through the small window openings. There were hints of a mural, but we weren't quite sure. But now we had a digital flash camera; astoundingly, when we lived ...