We drive back to Nice.
One night there and then back on the plane.
Beautiful fields of lavender.
Our little shit can Renault. Gutless P.O.C.
The Lake of Saint Croix is a man made lake and it's a beauty. And well used too.
More images from the internet.
Another field of lavender with mountains in the background.
Terri the tourist.
We stopped for lunch and I discovered this new beer. Vey good one too. Not as flavorful as Leffe.. more like a 1664.
The one thing we've noticed about here that is uncommon in Canada is that dogs shit everywhere and no one cleans up after them. I may have mentoned it before.
What you see here is a shot of the restaurant we're having lunch in and the brown thing in the shot below...at about 1 PM above the hat is a dog turd.
They're everywhere. Some new, some old, some freshly stepped on. Christ, you really gotta watch where you're going.
The French have their own Grand Canyon the Cerdon Gorge and the next few shots show parts of it. It is much more impressive than the pictures show.
There are very few decent pull-outs for pictures and the ones that are - are full of tourist's cars - you can't stop to get a decent shot - bastards!
So we finally made it to our airport hotel - no pictures of the room or view to share as it wasn't pretty.
Our last supper in France. The buggers can make pretty good french fries and the 1664 beer is A-OK. Whoulda thunk it.
Our last bathroom in France and still no freakin' bidet. I really thought we'd see bidets in a lot of hotels. Not a one. The very first place we stayed in - in Nice - had a spray hose that you'd kind of consider a poor man's bidet. The room wasn't for poor men though I'll tell ya. Most peculiar.
Tomorrow we fly home. Whoooo hooo. Back to the frozen north.