Cannes Beach Residence
Travel Blogs from Cannes
Day 16 - The Monte Carlo
... just incase you missed that try have both now blown €25 on failure) Todd made money though he made €35 not knowing really what was happening and annoying a lady who had thousands on the table in chips. Todd and I made a dance to rub in our victory and meg and jake both have to deal with the guilt of wasting there money. It was an awesome experience and we learnt that jake has issues with gambling ( I had to drag him away literally :)) ...
We return to the ancestral manse
... up on a branch of the lemon tree so that it contained a blossom, which grew into a lemon within the bottle. When it was ripe, I cut the stem of the lemon, untied the bottle, and filled it with vodka. We still have it. During its decade-long marination the lemon has become somewhat bleached out, and the vodka has acquired a strong yellow tint. The passage of time can be marked in so many ways.
We went back up the road for lunch at La Petite ...
Short - ish Stories: Part 1
... best. It was a very beautiful island with wonderful old chapels, towers, and views from the top of them. The highlight, however, was when we went to use the bathroom. I had gone on the ferry so i waited outside for some of the other girls. I was wondering why they were taking so long, so when they came out i asked. Apparently, there are no toilets on the island (which also includes a tiny hotel). The girls told us that they provide you with a hole in the floor ...
Cannes (that is the name of the city we were in)
... that we saw some fireworks while they played cheesy European music in the backround.
8/4/12
Didn't do much. Hung around this morning and got to pet my adoring cat fans and went swimming. Oh! And I finished Dracula, which is a very good book, I recommend it.
After our lazy morning we walked around the coastal town. Dad and I took a quick dip in the Mediterranean and finished it off with the cold water from the wash-off-all-the-sand station.
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Le Weekend in La Bocca
... as their first round of cocktails were delivered, courtesy of their new friends. Perhaps I’m getting old and it may also be having two daughters. However, I remember being a teenage boy and an open invitation was pretty much that, open.
Back to the apartment and bed for the kids. Luckily Rose had been in the fridge and joined Anne and I on the balcony for the last time.
Tomorrow we leave at noon, and I am looking forward to the ride home. Until ...