Suitehotel Cannes Carnot

After brekkie it was onto Menton which is a lovely little town just before the Italian border. Menton is a much more down to earth place than its neighbours and more our scene. We found a park right on the beach and went for a wander and took in sum much needed sun. Next stop Italia!!<br>

... and not campervan parking friendly. We found a picture perfect stop just after Monte Carlo at the top of a hill overlooking the Med. We had the place to ourselves so we russelled up some brekkie in the sun which was lovely, so much so we were in t-shirts!!!

... wine bottle and then we thought they were off on the trail, but no they got in the car and drove on! <br> At the end of the gorge we joined the road towards Cannes, which was route Napoleon, orginially created by him as a pass through the mountains...very windy. Our destination for the evening was Grasse where we found a good park overlooking the city lights and our first view of the Med.

Cannes is not as glamrous as we thought it would be, it still has all the fancy smancy stores along the beach, but there were definitely no red carpets rolled out when we were there. We did a day trip to St-Tropez, its was the end of a hge sailing competitiona and tons of ...

... of millionaires and billionaires. <br><br>The tour of the Royal Palace, where Prince Albert currently resides, offered an interesting and historical view of the life of the Grimaldi family. Later, we enjoyed some leisure time walking around the Palace Square, through the lanes and streets of Monaco-Ville. At 3pm sharp, we watched the Changing of the Guard in front of the Royal Palace. <br><br>Back at the ...

... beautiful. We stayed here for about half an hour so that all of the tourist could take that perfect picture worthy of a prized spot in National Geographic; but it would not be used because on the side of the picture would be a loved one. We left this sight and headed back down to the beaches of Nice where we would board our bus for the second part of the tour. We were headed into the mountains to the medieval town of St. Paul De Vence. St. Paul De Vence was a special stop as it is ...

... ca daca mai dureaza mult o sa fim dispusi sa platim si dublul a ce ne-au cerut aia, vorba aia, "sleep deprivation" este o metoda de tortura, nu? Noroc insa ca localitatile sunt aproape una de cealalta, si asa spranta adoarme ultima! Nu intru in amanunte ca nu mai sunt multe si ne sarim la jugulara unul altuia de irascibilitate, asta in timpul in care copilul a adormit rapus pe bancheta din spate. Niste scobitori pentru pleoape ar fi gorzave!

... market only to find that my feet were so burnt they were stiff and unable to move!! Never in my life have l been so sun burnt! Kat and I stupidly thought that it being only Spring here and us used to the famous sun rays in Australia be didn't need to put any sunscreen on.....l have definitely learnt my lesson! Don't let the Mediterranean sun fool you...it bites! Ohh my poor feet- l could barely walk to the garde (station) let alone along the ...

... of it. I jumped back onto the train, standing in the doorway as if this gesture would somehow keep the thing still. He shouted at me to get off. "Arrete the ****ing train a minute!" Was my near-fluent French response. I couldn't see into the carriage from where I was, because there was an inner door. I couldn't get to the door because the door I was holding open would close and my bag was out on the platform. The train started to move. I jumped off. The other three were still on ...