French Riviera

I went on a whirlwind trip to the French Riviera this past weekend. It was great! Trent and Heather were on the trip too.

Our first stop was in Grasse, which is the perfume capital of the world. We stopped at Fragonard, which is a big perfume factory with a boutique, of course. I admit to spending a little money there.

We then headed to Cannes, the home of the Cannes Film Festival. It was fun to see the sights and hang out on the Riviera, but I must say that it was almost just another beach town.

We then went to Nice and wandered around for dinner and afterwards. We spent the night there, and then got up early for another big day.

Day two was my favorite: Monaco! I have been telling everyone that I am prepared to pursue dual citizenship as a Monagasque. The only downside is that I cannot. In order to become one, you must have five successive generations born and raised in Monaco. Too bad.

Monaco was just perfect. It is simply heavenly, and the perfect fantasy as the playground for the rich and famous. I got to see the church where Grace Kelly married Prince Rainier, the palace, and Jacques Cousteau's oceanographic museum with aquarium. We also went to Monte Carlo and played the slots in the world-famous casinos.

This was my first trip to the French Riviera, and my first visit to France in years. I had a wonderfully relaxing time, and really enjoyed being there. We saw more yachts and hyper-expensive cars than I have ever seen in one place.

Heather and I have decided that we are going to cost-share a yacht in 20 years, and we will bring it back. Yeah, right. Either way, this was a great little trip.