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... part of the famous street circuit that I could drive round. Luckily we both got our way and we found some parking near to the Grand Hotel hairpin and tunnel. We parked and took a wander as I planned my route out round the hairpin.
After a stroll round the harbour, a quick coffee and the purchase of some tat, we were off round the race track. Unfortunately we hit ...
... character's name is "Altair", the same name as the hostel! Jess and I met just after 6pm and we rode to Place Garibaldi to park the bike and find somewhere for dinner. Jess still hadn't had a proper French meal, so we had aimed to go to a place recommended by the Lonely Planet guide, but either we couldn't find it or it was closed, so we just wandered. We went past a store that sells, actually I don't know what it sold, but it smelled amazing! Maybe it as ...
... Jeannette was showing off the contents of her first day of school backpack. My first thought when I looked at her grandmother was "What makes this woman so stylish?" I had the opportunity to answer my question when, by chance, we ended up at the same restaurant that evening. She wasn't expensively dressed, but again, her clothing fit her well, and her posture emphasized the slim lines of her shirt and jeans. A North American woman may have completed the outfit ...
... 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 ...
... Things did not go so well for our German friend. The rest of our time was spent wandering the shops, gardens, etc and we ended with a very necessary stop at the official choclatarie de Monaco. This was an excellent idea. On our trek back we passed a skateboard park (turns out Monaco is swanky AND grunge, who knew?!) and a couple "beaches". And by beaches I mean a small inlet of pebbles at the bottom of the cliff next to the sea or a series of wide ...