Thursday, June 24, 2010

Uzes, France

Citroen H Van. I want.

Church Bells of Uzes at Night.

The main square, just outside the door

Terrace at the flat in Uzes

The neighbouring terrace.

Favourite Pizzeria

Rustic shower, stinky though...

Place aux Herbes, Uzes (just outside the door of the unit)

Pont du Gard, Roman period.

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Grasse et Cannes

Chanel at Monaco, Sonia couldn't resist.

Grasse, home of perfume

Perfume garden, lovely scents.

Cannes, very touristy, lots of Americains and Aussies.

Very windy day on the Cote d'Azur. 60 Euro beds there.

Dessert....lunchtime type.

Monday, June 14, 2010


Early morning to Monaco. A fine sunny day, a perfect day for Sonia to start to do some of the driving!

1 hour drive later, and with some nervous moments, we arrive safely in the carpark under the Palace. The sun and sky collaborate to form a beautiful day and we set to stroll around the Principality, which in contrast to France is super clean, though the odd dog mess is still seen and smelt on the streets.

We finally get to a Chanel and they have sis's wallet, at a great price. After drinking in the views and walking the GP circuit, I attempt a drive around the circuit. The pace is slow....perhaps a 10minute lap, but its invigorating to drive it, next time = in something more potent?

On the way home, we stop at a local pebble beach for a snooze and quick wade into the water. I am fascinated by the pebbles, bigger farther up and then tiny in the water, no sign of sand.

Home for a well deserved grasse matinee.

Sunday, June 13, 2010

Antibes & Nice

The house to which our cottage belongs in Cap d'Antibes, lots of palm trees and a really lovely relaxed leafy area.

The local "beach" pay to use everywhere. The public beach is below, big pebbles everywhere, no sand to be seen.

Nice, same here for this public beach. Stones everywhere. However, really nice sound the waves make when they recede from the pebbles stones, like liquid and ice clinking in a cold glass. Stones are about infant fist big.

Downtown Nice looks abit, communist...

Tripped upon a Church event of some sort, the band played, "It's a long way to Tipparary"

cute dogs with mo owners.
Picked up some vintage travel cards for home.

Musee Matisse

Roman Gaul

Oh la la

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