But here we are...Monaco! We arrived in Nice, and the first thing Papa Joe did was..
Then, we decided on our means of transportation to Monaco...would it be
Alas, no. No helicopter ride...
Taxi?
No.....
Bus it was! We were so proud of ourselves for figuring it out. We roared into the darling principality and were dumped on the side of the road at the Port. So, looking like the totally exhausted tourists that we are, we hiked the long way to the ship, HOURS early. We were able to leave our luggage and off we went in search of Princess Caroline. We looked around the Port..
Surely she has friends on this yacht? Not there...
In the palace? Well, we were not invited in. Go figure!
Perhaps at the theatre?
The Casino? We looked high and low...
Until Papa Joe said ENOUGH! We wandered back around the port, bought some postcards, looked at the yachts...are you serious? The size of these things, unbelievable!!
Love the flowers...
And the street lamps!!
There is a car show in the Port...and look what we saw...
REALLY??? In Monaco??? The music we heard everywhere is American...Billy Joel, Rod Stewart and Bruno Mars... A tribute to Princess Grace's American roots perhaps?
I discovered something else...Monaco has graffiti....just like the United States!
I cannot believe we are here...it is beautiful, charming! Our ship has 220 passengers...and Papa Joe pointed something out to me...I appear to be the youngest passenger by far...and I am 52. Wow. Until later!
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