Monday, 8 August 2011
what sort of deviation . . .
We never did find out as we left Salon de Provence to go to Nice for three day family break.
Nice was California-esque as we expected but ace place with excellent art galleries and miles of fantastic promenade for people-watching. Worth doing too! More leathery-brown old women covered in gold than one could shake a poodle at; posing men in tight white jeans, and beautiful young things in Prada.
We were mangy by comparison, but I did paint my toenails.
More photos to follow.