La Turbie is quite possibly the cutest village on this planet, with a view to match. High on a cliff in the Martime Alps, overlooking the Principality of Monaco, lives a quite town that houses a beautiful but lesser known attraction; the roman Trophy of Augustus.
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There's Monaco -
There are also these village goats that I totally fell head over heels for;
They are fed by the villagers and live on the side of the mountain overlooking Monaco. They are slightly enclosed though, which sucks, but I guess the alternative was having the roam around town.
Once we had seen what there was to see of La Turbie, we headed down the gigantic hill to Monaco, a place that I would love to spend more time in but doubt my bank account would allow it. I can say this though, one thing that stood out to me in Monaco was class. This stood out so obviously because after being in Saint Tropez the day before, where there was also a fair bit of money around, I had felt little to no class from the very same people that owned yachts of comparable sizes to those in Monaco. Monaco to me, is the equivilance of timeless elegance, while Saint Tropez smelled of fake tans and nouveau riche, in my humble opinion. One day, if you have the time, I’ll tell you how I really feel! Monaco 1, Saint Tropez 0.
Monte Carlo Casino
We had lunch at the Cafe de Paris
There was a moment while we were walking around Monaco when Ryan said; ‘I doubt I will ever have the chance to say this again but, let’s have dinner in Italy tonight!’ So, we did! We drove to Genova, which turned out to be quite ugly, but we had great seafood, local ingedients and fresh pasta… amazing dinner!
(stupid camper, totally got in the way of my drive by snap shot!)
Dinner in Genova
We didn’t get back to the hotel in Frejus until well after 1am, so we were completely wiped, but what a day to remember… it was perfect!
Ryan and Michelle