For the princely sum of one euro we took a trip to Monaco. The bus journey alone is worth the price, as it’s along winding coastal roads with views of seaside villages and local ports. It was the last weekend of the Christmas markets, so we got our last vin chaud of the season and pottered about, whilst watching a Rio de Janeiro style carnival come past for five minutes and then disappear. It was my first time in Monaco so I have no idea if that was Monegasque normal.
For the first weekend in January it was warm! We took in the scenery and shed layers simultaneously.
I found the port side area a little strange as there are lots of yachts and practically skyscraper style apartment blocks, and it just looks a bit sad. Up in Monte Carlo you can see the hotels and casinos which give Monaco its deluxe reputation. Being with fearless Americans (and an equally fearless Canadian) we actually went inside the Hotel de Paris for a little peek. I think the concierge knew we weren’t there to inquire about bookings somehow.
My favourite part of Monaco was the old town. It was so quiet and peaceful in the area surrounding the palace. Everything felt light and airy and relaxing. There was also this gigantic photo frame which frames the view over the port, so we couldn’t resist taking this beauty:
As I am such a dutiful daughter, I did take pictures of some of the cars we saw, though I fully admit I haven’t got a clue what they are.
As an aside, recent activities also include: seeing La Delicatesse, a beautiful film in a cinema with the most comfortable chairs ever (Le Rialto), finding a château behind our apartment and sunbathing on the beach.
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