So it's time to say goodbye to France and hello to Italy but first (the highlight for me) Monaco. We arrive on a beautifully hot day at the start/finish straight of the Monaco Grand Prix and of course embark on a ful lap of the circuit taking in the sights of the town along the way. It may not have been the fastest lap the track has ever seen but it was incredibally enjoyable. How the drivers squeeze the cars through some sections fo the track I cannot imagine! It was such a buzz going through the famopus tunnel. Brilliant!
Eventually we moved on, had a spot of lunch on the beack down the road and then at about miid-afternoon we hit the French/Italian border. I had mixed emotions. France and the people I have met along the way have been absolutely wonderful. Always friendly and helpfull. The scenery and the sites I have seen have been nothing but breath taking. The food delicious and the museums and galleries fantastic. The french are a kind natured people who I have grown to like and I really have loved my time travelling through their country. I will miss it. The highlights for me are the Loir Valley, The Lot and the Tarn Gorges in the Massif Central, the Verdon Gorge of the Provence and despite the horrible journey in to the city, Nice. I regret putting my little humerous observatyion on the working habits of the French. It was meant to be tongue in cheek but when I look back, it is an insult to the people that I have met on my way. We are all different and I should respect that. Vivre le France. I will be back!
So we cross in to Italy and we find a hotel in San Remo the home of my Great Grandfather.