Monaco or bust!

Our target of Monaco was ahead of us, but little did we know that we were not allowed to park a campervan in Monaco. The driving around Monaco was fun, even though we went around most of the route of the Grand Prix the wrong way, we saw it, drove it and absorbed the atmosphere. It was hot, hot, hot and cool as ice, ( well the suits were).

We left Monaco behind and drove back into the rabbit warren that is Nice. My we sister in law says that the word nice is a non word and should not be used to describe anything.
I would like to add, it is now a swear word. One way system hell.

Eventually we escaped and found a local wood fired pizzeria and had some very special pizza. We may not have had our champagne cocktail in Cassino square, but we dined very well.

We drove into the hills and found a very spacious wild camping site high on the hill.