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Monaco: The best of it all in one little country
Monaco was exciting! The landscape was unlike anything I've ever seen. The roads were narrow and winding and fun to drive, the food was simple and complex, the city was quaint and extravagant, full of nature and technology... Monaco is a contradiction.
The harbor is equally beautiful in the evening and during the day... the small sailboats line up along side luxury yachts and ...
Day 16 - The Monte Carlo
... per item not load and that would cost like a weeks accommodation to have clean clothes. We had afternoon tea of macarons on the wharf at the beach. The French man at the macaron place got confused because meg and I ordered after the boys and he said 'I thought the guys bought enough for four' hehe no. Meg an I got three each. I got a vanilla, Nutella and a caramel. Very yummy! Walking back to the hotel locals had set up some stalls selling ...
We return to the ancestral manse
... located in a parking garage. Well, it’s not exactly in the parking garage itself, but just off “Level 0,” which is three circular stories below the “+3” entrance level. We had arranged a rendezvous with old friends whom we had met there. We saw Anne with her infant son Emmanuel, who inexplicably was no longer a baby, but now ten years old! And our good friend Paula was there too.
After church we took the inevitable walk down ...
Marche Gambetta - the Gambetta Market
... do not say Bon jour. They say buongiorno and have luxuriant mustaches and big white aprons and they talk with their hands. But on Sunday the place expands to the wildest flea market we've ever seen. Huge piles of clothes, some still in their original wrapping, cashmere sweaters, pashmina shawls, a whole row of socks, bras and lingerie. Need a new mattress? They got several and you can buy them on time! Need a fur coat or mink ...
Yes we Cannes!
... beaucoup d’amitié, et un gros, gros, moton dans le fond de la gorge quand nous sommes partis. Ils sont tous prêts à faire un échange de maison avec des Québécois… On va se revoir, qu’ils nous ont tous dit! Et je l’espère sincèrement!
Au retour, enfin : nous avons vu un sanglier!!! WOOOOW! Plus jamais on ne grimpera le petit sentier vers notre maison quand il fait noir. On ne croyait pas Xavier quand il nous expliquait à quel ...