Hotel La Bellaudiere
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... speak French all evening. Since so many French people speak English, it is usually easier for them to manage a conversation or a transaction in English than to suffer the poor attempts at French by American tourists :-)
Saturday, September 13
We enjoyed breakfast on the terrace. That was about the last thing I enjoyed for awhile, as I started to feel sick on the drive to Monaco. After a long walk to the port, ...
... I walked into the casino, and looked around for a bit. Finally decided to play the roulette table. I put down €50, and just kept winning!! I was up to €125, when I got cocky, and lost a bit. But was still able to leave with €100. So that was a greatly successful venture. Then we went on the top of the casino and looked out over the city at all the Yachts and city lights. It was an exquisite evening ...
... AND had done a reconnaissance of the "Gare" in Nice, the day was set & a plan established. Off we set at 9.30am this morning. A good walk to start the day. First obstacle was purchasing the tickets via the automatic machine. None of our credit cards were acceptable . Off to the ticket booth & a very long queue. By 10.15 we had tickets! Standing on the platform we confirmed with a station attendant ...
... different that what you'd expect: precise movements, lines of guards, large weapons, sabers, small drum/trumpet corp, pushy short German lady that shows up two minutes before the show and thinks she deserves a front row view. Fortunately my recent increased attendance at various concerts has kept me well practice in the art of maintaining a "Care Bear stare-like" position while surrounded by those with less experience in situational awareness/consideration ...
... Anne said, "I'll hold them," but I held firm. "It's not the baguettes," I said, but she insisted and took them from me. I noticed that the Subway sandwich was folded over and somewhat smushed. "Damn sandwich," I said.
Now we had nothing to go on. Most of my energy was directed toward keeping my cool and not blasting away at Anne like I had done the baguettes and the sandwich. It was still hot in the sun, and both of us were starting to worry about Grant ...