Being lazy in Menton

Trip Start Mar 14, 2009
Trip End Ongoing

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Flag of France  , Provence,
Thursday, April 16, 2009

Ah the dream has finally come true. Every day unless we have something planned we wake, generally in the morning and go for our daily stroll down to the market. Along the way we pick up a pain au chocolat, which is consumed within the minute. We then get our very fresh, the fish are still kicking, yet quiet expensive lunch and dinner. On the way back up to the camp we pick up the best tasting baguette either of us have ever tried in our lives, and if we are really lucky it is still fresh and hot from the oven. We have noticed a bizarre trait which we now understand completely, that no baguette is to be left whole when being carried around, the end must always be consumed immediately. Then after the ordeal of re climbing the steep bloody steps we reach our little Olive grove perched on the hill. After our lunch and possibly a siesta. We may walk back into town or sometimes we just cook dinner and sip at our wine. The life we had always thought we would have.

We have made a great friend Andreas who is as mad as they come, but a great laugh and great fun to be with. He seems to be a permanent fixture in the camp site. He also seems to be the welcome party. As soon as you arrive you know Andreas.

We just realised that we have been in Menton just under 2 weeks and still it seems like just a couple of days.
Menton is one of those places that just keeps you here. Time doesn't seem to run its normal coarse here.
Even the shops are affected. When the shops should be shut they are open, when they should be open they are shut. When its a rainy day they are shut, when it is sunny they are also shut. The opening hours most of the shops display are 9.30 -12.30 then 4.30-6.30, but this seems to be only a rough guide as even the locals seem to be disorientated by the hours of business.
Time does not exit here in any kind of order, you open when you want and you close when you want.
We love it here, but still we miss our beloved Spain.

We are finally leaving this confusing little town on Monday and heading to Interlaken,  for some more clouds and some hiking in the mountains. Back to work we go.
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