Breakfast in Rome, lunch in Monte Carlo, dinner in Nice. Are we jet setters yet?

Monte Carlo was one of a kind. I've never seen anything like it. Prada, Celine, Cartier, the gang was all there! I lost count of Ferarris after starting to count Bentleys and then lost track when cars I've never even seen before started driving by. Monte Carlo is it's own little world, and I can't wait to go back when I don't have to carry around a hiking bag all day long and instead will have a designer bag in tote. A girl can dream right?!

Then there was us. Three girls with backpacks looking pretty ratty passing the yachts coming up the hill to the Monte Carlo Casino. I think people thought we were very lost...

We had a gorgeous day in Monte Carlo. We grabbed lunch on the beach and then soaked in some sun for a pre Barcelona tan.

The train rides through Italy and France were along the coast were picture perfect.

We spent the evening in Nice, got dinner (fries and chocolate shakes were all we wanted after those Italian meals) and went to bed early for our twelve hour journey to Barcelona! Ay ay!

Adios!
Al