Seven of
us arrived in Nice around ten o'clock and we picked up two rental cars before
settling in to wait for our eighth classmate, John, to arrive from Florida via
Atlanta and Paris.
Six hours
later he arrived at the villa by taxi (you didn't think we were going to kill a
day in Nice sitting in an airport, did you? Please. He's a
big boy!). He had horror stories about Air France that topped our U.S. Airways
tales. Must the French try to
outdo us in everything? Isn't it
enough that the women can eat foie gras and drink wine and still lose
weight? And is scarf-tying taught
during toilette training? I
digress...
We spent
the weekend swimming in the pool, lounging on the terrasse(s) and trying not to
lose anyone in the 426 rooms.
Seriously, this is a beautiful villa perched on the hillside below the
medieval town of St. Jeannette, just a ten minute walk up the hill. Well,
that's what the books say. If you're 60 years old it takes twenty minutes and a
Peaugot. But it's worth the jog,
especially after two Mohitos and a midnight trek down the dark streets to get
home.
The
vistas are incredible, the pizza is lousy and the weather is perfect. In other words, we don't want to leave.
Please send money.
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| Our Villa at St. Jeannett, France |
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| View from our Villa |
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| View from our villa |
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| One of many incredible flowers growing on our "home" |
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| entryway |
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| Mary and John chillin' by the pool |
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| Janice and Diane |
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| Living room of the villa |
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| One of the terraces in the villa |
5 comments:
No money on the way, but glad you are all having a great time! Carla
Love, love, love hearing your updates! I can imagine you all giggling and careening down the dark, twisty streets. At least that's how I'd behave if I was on a trip with my high school friends!
You will share pictures once you're back, right? Can't wait!
Oh my, I wish I were there!
Oh my, what a splendid the view!
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