Auberge du Colombier
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Travel Blogs from Roquefort les Pins
... impeccably dressed and with a Monegasque accent to her perfect English checked us into the hotel and personally showed us to our room. I decided I needed to have a shower and change clothes so I didn't look too much like a combination of Crocodile Dundee and Les Patterson. I put on my good grey corduroy slacks, checked long sleave shirt with button-downed collar, hand-tied bowtie and argyle vest. Now I looked like James Herriot goes to ...
... black Mercedes lunges at us, its driver tossing Lorne an exasperated glance as we creep past. Posses of young men ramble on and off the sidewalk. Male couples in Panamas, white linen shirts, and Gucci sandals walk Yorkshire terriers. Worried looking mothers in cloth hats with wilted brims push strollers and try to keep toddlers from stepping into the road. Sunburned seniors, with cameras draped around their necks, juggle beachbags ...
... It was pretty delicious. Then we picked up a couple bottles of wine and found some cans of banana drink that Hero immediately became obsessed with. He loves banana everything, and this drink was basically just canned banana juice. We hadn't seen it until then, and we wouldn't see it again later, but it was incredible.
Phillippe had two Taiwanese couchsurfers also staying with him, and they made us omelettes. After they went to bed, we stayed up with ...
... houses with red clay roofs. At the end of the beach, we noticed a huge staircase scaling the mountain, with a waterfall lookout at the top. Jared figured out that it was near the site of some ruins of a ancient church which Nice had built a park and walking trails around. We considered if we should take the chance in going up, as it looked like it might rain any moment. As we got closer to the base of the mountain, we happen to ...
... dull red. I never even suspected they wouldn’t cook the hamburger but here we were. I struggled through mine, trying not to think about how raw it was and Mea noted how she quite enjoyed the flavour but she couldn’t shake the feeling she was eating dog food (for those of you who don’t know, beef tartare is raw beef mince mixed with some bits and pieces). For the first time in a long time, she only ate about half of it ...
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- Swimming pool
- Room service
- Free parking
- Pets allowed