Monday, July 28, 2008

No such thing as gloomy days on the French Riviera

We woke up Saturday morning disappointed to discover that it wasn't going to be a great beach day. What better way to spending the weekend than sharing places with people you care about! After a breakfast which consisted of toast and Nutella (no chance we were resisting a brand new spanking jar of Nutella....so fresh and creamy!!) and an iced cappuccino we were off...Itinerary was Monte Carlo, Eze and Villefranche sur Mer.

I had been to Monte Carlo when I was 15....it hasn't changed. We counted 30 Ferraris in 5 minutes and many beautiful stores and people. After exploring Hotel du Paris and the Casino we decided to walk down to the Port, a place I hadn't visited on my last trip. I think one should see Monte Carlo if he is in the vicinity of Nice...but I don't care for it. It's nice but nothing that takes your breath away. Although, we did see Roberto Cavalli's yacht which was pretty impressive. Look out for me speaking terrible French on the E! Channel in the coming months.

Now Eze village is totally a different story. This is a place that takes your breath away and deserves an out of your way trip. It is sincerely an absolutely stunning village, which transports you some 7 or 8 centuries back in time. I've never seen anything similar.

No great food discoveries, however, we did eat some decent crepes in Eze at an outdoor cafe. Yum.

Our next stop was a trip to surprise an old friend in Villefranche sur Mer. This is a beautiful tiny little town that made a name for itself in An Affair to Remember. My dear friend D was MIA and not answering my texts so I decided to pay him a visit at the only time which I was sure he'd be home...SIESTA....the hours between 3 and 6 than any decent person would not disturb someone let alone someone in the restaurant business in Nice. I should have probably tried a little harder to get in touch with him...he answered his door in his boxers only to discover I had brought along my boyfriend and two teenage cousins.
After he got over the surprise of my visit and got over my disturbing him he was delighted to see me. It has been 3 years since the last time we had seen each other...at least I hope he was delighted!

Sunday turned out to be a beautiful day and we spent a lazy afternoon at the beach. Since it was a pebble beach and not very comfortable to lay on we decided to get two lounge chairs from one of the establishments (The rest of the beach was public). What a wonderful treat...While I read "A Year in Provence" by Peter Mayle, two 50 year old Brazialian men sang and played bongo drums and guitar....Heaven.

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