Where the hell are we? Oh yeah, the South of France... :)

Both of us woke up at 6 a.m. so we decided to book it from the flea bag motel that we were in and go down to Cannes la Bocca and go to the beach and Patisserie. We took the N-7 from Juan les Pins to La Bocca and went to the small boulangerie and patisserie that is next to the Pierre en Vaccance that I stay at for the festival. Then we walked across the street to get coffee from a small cafe. After breakfast we drove down the beach and stopped a little before we made it into Cannes itself, then we walked into town. I showed Dad all over, the Palais, the Croisette, the spot that the AmPav is usually set up and we walked all over Cannes. We stopped for some more coffee around the Forville Market, then we walked through the market. Dad was amazed that they could have awesome markets like that here on a daily basis and couldn't understand why we couldn't have them at home, of course I totally feel the same way and think that we should find a way to start something like that at home.

After walking pretty much all over Cannes and seeing all the important parts (at least to my routine in Cannes) we walked back to La Bocca and got a Demi Poulet Roti and Pommes, to the Huit au Huit to get some Blood Orange Juice and Berre Maimie Pomme Tartlets, as well as back to the boulangerie to get some bread and pastries. With our wonderful little treasures in hand we walked down to the beach to eat. No napkins, just the Mediterranean Sea to wash our hands after eating.

We both took a little post-lunch nap on the beach in the 28 C weather (which is beautiful by the way) then went on our way when a small cloud cover came by our spot. By the time we made our way back to the car the cloud cover had gone and it was nothing but clear, blue skies so we decided to indulge ourselves just a little. We ended up on the beach for at least another 2 hours, I went swimming in the Sea, got knocked over by a huge wave where I was, way out beyond the break point so I decided that I was done. Yeah, that was the strange part, the Sea is usually very calm and just rolls in the waves, this time of year they were HUGE.

Tanning session number one complete we decided to move on down the road, we ended up stopping in Monaco at Monte Carlo. Dad is just like a little kid at Christmas when it comes to all the motorcycles all over the road. It's pretty cool here, they don't have the same rules the cars do, so they just pass cars whenever they want, resulting in an almost separate lane just for the motorcycles in each direction of traffic.

We went into the casino and used their bathrooms (just to watch the toilet seat rotate as it sanitizes it - Mom will appreciate this) then we decided that we should find a hotel. Turns out it was a good thing that we left because I was thinking that we would just drive down to San Remo in Italy and find a hotel no problem, but we couldn't find a single parking spot in San Remo to even stop and ask about a hotel so we drove further down.

We found the hotel, Hotel Lucciola, and checked in just after we had both resided to the fact that we were going to have to sleep in the car if nothing came up soon. Then, we found this place as Dad said we would find a place with a light shining on it, and the freaky thing is that this place had a light shining on the sign and roof of the hotel and that's all you could see from the road. I guess you'd have to see the other hotels that we had seen to understand why this was a strange sign, its' like Dad knew where we were going to stay.

The place ended up being really nice, the guy at the front desk only spoke Italian, so that was interesting checking in, but he was still very nice. Turns out that our cheap room (67 E for a double room) has a spectacular view of the sea. Right now as a lie in bed after dinner we have the window open and can just hear the waves roll in one right after another - quite a sound to go to sleep to!

The dinner was awesome! It was everything that we were looking for, picture perfect little restaurant, Italian speaking waiters, pre fixe menu, and the room just up the stairs from the dinner table. We had been holding out drinking wine at home leading up to this trip and we had our first wine, a Rose from Italy for 10 Euros.

Dad and I had: Spaghetti with garlic, hot chile, basil and olive oil (parmesan cheese on top), DAD: Pork Scaloppine, peppers, olives (green and black, whole and sliced), capers, olive oil and vinegar. ME: Fish stew; potatoes, tomatoes, whole olives, parsley. Salad with butter lettuce and sliced tomatoes, gelato for dessert. The dinner was awesome, and the restaurant was filled with locals, that's when you know that it's good is when the Italians next to you are enjoying it.

It is now 10 p.m. and I should get to sleep so that we may get up early, since Dad is already asleep and will probably wake up before me already.