to be completely honest, there was not a whole lot to see in nice except the beach. so, along with a friend i met in my hostel, i took a train to monaco to experience the luxury for a day.
there must be more money in monaco than in the whole of france combined! huge yachts filling the port, beautifully sculpted gardens, an enormous casino and extremely expensive drinks. in order to fully appreciate the setting, we decided to simply wander. monte carlo is built on a steep cliff and not only do you have to worry about going left and right, but you also have to figure out whether you are going to go up or down. they need to make 3D maps for monaco with all of their money.
we took a tour of the royal palace and an extensive collection of weapons, sat by the azur coloured ocean, thought about entering the casino, and got a laugh out of the random statues. in canada, there are statues of our founders, political leaders etc., but in monaco, they have the most ridiculous statues. my personal favourite was a sailor who was steering a boat with a mustache as long as his arms.
a wonderful friend once told me that things that happen in europe are automotically more intense, more poignant. i felt that about wandering around monaco. nothing spectacular happened, and i was not awe-struck by any of the sights, but it was the perfect day.
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