Musings on Monaco


Today I took the short 20 minute train ride from Nice to Monaco. It was the main reason I came all the way down here so I had high expectations! I got to the port around 4 pm and walked along the shore. I saw so many rich (Euro) stereotypes. Long hair, tennis racket, old dudes with women half their age (although all the plastic surgery says otherwise), triple decker yachts, Rolls Royces parked in a row at the casino. Monte Carlo has one of the highest prices of real estate per square foot in the world-I can only imagine what a one bedroom would cost here. There are tourists everywhere, so naturally I refuse to walk with my camera blatantly visible in an effort to look local. After all, I didn't come to Monaco to look Canadian!