Day 4

Brian says this is what it feels like to sit three across in the back seat.
I guess I should blame myself for exposing him to billion dollar metaphors.

This was the end of our day in Cannes. Wow. If the kids have to ask, they cannot afford these boats. (David did see a for sale sign on a small 80 ft. boat and ask if he could approach the owner.)

but let's start at the beginning...

We started the drive up the cote-d'azur from Marseille, through the beautiful fishing town of Sanary-sur-Mer, to the naval port of Toulon, up to Saint-Tropez for lunch and finally into Cannes.



The day was nice as warm versus our earlier adventures. While Daph is still not feeling well, she is trying to be a trooper. The kids actually seemed to look out the window now and then and enjoy the views of the Mediterranean.

Lunch was in Saint-Tropez at Pizzeria Bruno. David asked to order the mussels. Daph thought he wouldn't like them (and she might throw up) but we allowed him and, to his credit, he ate them.

After lunch all except Daph had ice cream on the docks. We did not see Bridgit Bardot.



We did see several large boats like this one. A mere 130 ft. long, none of the children was ready to put down the deposit on the $225K per week instead of our time in Sunset Beach next year. It does only sleep 10.



Finally, we pulled into Cannes and the previous boats looked average.
When we went to park the Volvo to walk around, I pulled into a garage with many openings. We parked and saw an impressive line up of cars with license plates that had the same markings.
Clearly, one person owned the Lambo, 2 Ferrari's, Bentley, 3 BMWs, 7 Mercedes, Maybach, and the Austin Martin. All with German plates from Hamburg and not a single Porsche in the group.