Cannes
So we took a more unusual approach today. Mark caught the much delayed train into Cannes for a mooch around. Marvelled at the glitzy hotels, posh shops, and beach under construction.
He found some lovely street art and sculpture, ate pancakes, drank coffee and was home for a late lunch.
Meanwhile, I stayed behind with the pups. Tidied the van, had coffee at a cafe for free wifi, wrote postcards, food shop, dared to step on the scales…realised all my cake munching had increased me by half a stone, did 3 mini exercise workouts and swore of cake for the day.
Both happy we had productive, nice mornings. We should likely do things separately more often.
Aix de Province
We then drove inland as there are amber flood alerts around the coast. Indeed the coastal road we drove yesterday between Turin and Savona no longer exists as a landslide destroyed it!
For a bit of culture we took the pups to see Field of the Painters, from where Cezanne painted many views of Saint Victore. It’s only a small rectangle of land but the view is lovely. As a side note in his excitement to see another dog, Ernest pulled me into the road and almost got us both run over. I need grippier shoes, stronger arms and a better trained puppy.
We are parked up for the night and looking forward to seeing my family tomorrow…rumour has it they are bringing xmas with them (cake, tree and dinner!), they cant surely make me wait until December?
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