Let the Memory Live Again
Breakfast is included at the hotel. Not a buffet, you order off a menu. I ordered the vegetarian. Jeesh what a lot of food. Those faux meat sausages only took five and a half hours to digest Mid-morning I set…
Breakfast is included at the hotel. Not a buffet, you order off a menu. I ordered the vegetarian. Jeesh what a lot of food. Those faux meat sausages only took five and a half hours to digest Mid-morning I set…
The Day Today: That’s Armando Iannucci. I wish I had come up with that play on words, because the day today, how brilliant is that, but I didn’t. I put it on par with Bob Loblaw on Arrested Development, and…
Last day in Nice. I’m going to miss France; but not le smoking or the merde de chien… Another stunning Cote d’Azur October day. A tad hazier than yesterday but plenty warm, 22 plus humidity. Wanted to enjoy the weather,…
What a gorgeous day. What an insanely beautiful day. What a nice day. I set out for a coastal walk. Where the rich look down on you View looking east from the path at Cap d’Ail 100% I would have…
This morning I took an early commuter train to Menton, which sits on the Italian border and, architecturally, seems much more like northern Italy than southern France. The plan was to visit the Jean Cocteau museum, then spend some time…
Because France. The cover photo is Entrevaux; a medieval city in the Alps with a citadel that I did not go to or take a picture of. Sigh. Because France. A day like that. You know? Today I scheduled the Train de…
I like Nice; you can take a bus to Monaco. Leaves a few more euros in the pocket for the baccarat table. In keeping with that spirit I took the tram to Port Lympia then hopped on a #15 bus…
Headed to the eastern fringes of Nice today. Passed a spectacular bakery and hit real estate agents advertising villas where the elite, meet. Check out that mirror glaze. Yowza. And hey, anyone in for a 39 Euro fig tart? Let…
Fall colours. Could be Vermont in October. No, wait, Cote d’Azur on the cusp of Halloween. Go figure. Flight over was perhaps the best ever YVR to Europe; smooth boarding through two skybridges, boarded early, departed early, really efficient…
I read that ludicrous line, “without historical intent…” on a museum explanatory sheet today, about a curator. It’s not that I don’t care about modern art, it’s that I don’t care… Plus, look at that turbine above. That’s some historical…