Aug 09

August 9 – Just Say “No” To Genova

Statue in Port of GenoaThere are so many titles I could use for this particular blog entrance, but most were not too complimentary.
To put it in a nut shell, we stumbled across Genova’s version of the red light district where street walkers, priests and police abide. It was quite interesting and entertaining, especially when I wanted to take a picture of one of the lovely streets and the women all scattered out of the camera’s eye and immediately around the corner was a gorgeous church on the Via Stefania Moro. They did not offer candles to be purchased, but instead had fake slender bulb candles that would light up once you inserted the appropriate amount of money. I am fairly sure this is done due to candle theft. I even found a craft store in this district and bought a small gift for one of my daughters.

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Aug 08

August 8 – Cannes Via Bus To Genova > What A Difference

tunnelsOMG! I woke up pissed off today. After not falling asleep until 12:30, I was woken at 2:15 by loud talking and disgusting smell of thick cigarette smoke. Our hotel is supposed to be smoke free. Even when I DID smoke, I could not stand sleeping in hotels that allowed it, as there is nothing more gross than sleeping in an ashtray.
I called down to reception and sternly stated my grievance, as this is the second time we have smelled smoke.
I guess the front desk clerk came upstairs because it became quieter, yet the smell of cigarettes hung in the air for the rest of the night. Then having to wake up at 7:00am to meet the bus, did not make me a pleasant person for the other front desk person to greet.

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Aug 07

August 6/7 – Cannes, Can We Just Stay Here?

A new LancelThe moment the bus rounded the corner and the beaches came into view, I was enchanted by the clear blue sea and it was calling to me.
I also saw a great sign that said, “Don’t Splash Your Trash”. Meaning do not throw your litter in the water.
We disembarked and went in search of a taxi. On the way we were subjected to our second impression of Cannes, that some people obviously have more money than class.
I am just going to be honest here. There was a very wrinkly old geezer, in a speedo, instructing his much younger arm candy on how to pose in a public fountain while wearing just her bikini bottoms. She had laid her top on a brick wall, and went to heeding his commands. So he is running around her like a teenager, snapping photos while everyone around was privy to their little display of oddity. I have no problem with nudity on the beach, but think there should be some sort of decorum and self-respect when in town. When they were done, they strolled off towards where laid the mega yachts. “Bless their hearts!” > insert huge eye roll here.

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Aug 06

August 5/6 Willie Nelsons “On The Road Again” Comes To Mind

Autoroute du SoleilAugust 5
Now comes our travels by bus. We took a taxi to the bus station, actually a bus lot, as there is no station. No one to instruct you or tell you where to wait, so you have to keep an eagle eye out for the bus you need to be on.
Standing in the lot watching people was quite entertaining.
Up pulled our bus and we were the first ones on. I grabbed the seats behind the driver and noticed an attractive young girl sitting across the row, also in the front seat. We attempted to chat with her and were quickly told by the driver that he was protective of her. Come to find out, after watching for a couple of hours and putting two + two together, that she was a hitchhiker that he had picked up along the way and did not want anyone to know it. She appeared to be of gypsy descent and was heading to Marseille. The “married” driver was desperate for her attention, showed off a bit and continually kept drifting over the lines because he kept looking over at her and talking. I was getting a bit freaked out.

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Aug 04

I Left My Knife In Paris

Platform two of the eifel towerrWe ate breakfast in our room, since we bought some groceries at our little store. I am enjoying this change of pace, as sometimes I just don’t want to sit in a restaurant.
Even though it is not actually on my blog bucket list, I can assure you it has always been in my heart of hearts bucket list, and that is visiting the Eiffel Tower. I did not think it ever possible to come true. I have seen it in so many movies, shows and pictures but to actually BE there was magical.
It is one of the most beautiful structures I have ever seen, if not the most beautiful. It is great to know that my “awe” factor has not been used up.
I just could not nor did not get enough of looking and studying it.
On the way in, we exchanged favors of clicking pics for a fun couple of guys and even took some selfies with them. They were having a blast and now they have some old people on their phones to show their friends. It was fun and made me miss my kids.
I also held a cute little bunny. I know that sounds weird but a guy was standing with three cute bunny rabbits asking one euro to hold them. One of the bunnies was jealous and came over to give me some nuzzles and kisses. For real!

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