What is a girl to do when the Summer in Berlin is just not meeting standards.? I guess she just has to head for the Cote d'Azur for the weekend. Sigh.
Nice, it turns out, is not a bad looking city.
And I got to catch up with the lovely Kerry. Mwa ha ha. Elegant laughter.
Until Michael said something to get these glares
A room with a view
And a cliff out back
On the promenade you can watch people diving off the cliff
Splosh
We went to a little village, Gilette, the best a man can get.
With the bast man I could get.
In Nice we admired the ruins...
...and the stonework
Until Kerry pointed out that it wasn't real. It's trompe-l'oeil.
Soon you start to doubt everything. How much of this is real?
What about this garden?
These people, are THEY just trompe-l'oeil?
Thanks so much to Kerry and mon petit bureau de change, Fabrice, for fouxing du fa fa with us. You made it the perfect weekend.
Ai-ah!