Day 17 - en route to Cinque Terre Carl could only use one word to describe the drive from France to Italy- DOWN. After3 hours of exclamations "Em! Look! We're still going down!" I politely asked him toonly tell me if something new was happening. Once we hit La Spezia, we were mistaken in believing that we were on the homestretch. Following the directions of La Punta Caro (b****-face, our sat nav), wefollowed a death trap of seriously winding and skinn...

Day 15- En route to Villefranche via Eze (written by Carl)After a couple of hours of getting organised, we finally checked out of the (worst)Best Western and left Antibes en route to Eze. On the way we were diverted throughsome of Nice. We didn't stop off as we were eager to get to Eze and we'd had enoughof rows upon rows of buildings for the time being. Just beyond Nice, we were led to a never-ending climb up the mountains ofVillefrance. We drove at 50km/h inst...

Day 13 - en route to Antibes We set the alarm this morning for 8:30am, determined to finally make it to the hotel breakfast. I then left Carl at the hotel to set on a journey to get a shellac manicure (I was getting desperate!) and after failing and then asking for directions in broken French (hey - it's effective communication if the message is understood, which it was!) I found a tiny salon that used NSI light cured nailpolish which is similar to shella...

Day 11 - en route to Ste Maxime After Carl and I accidentally slept through our early morning run (whoops!), we metLala and Lauren in our hotel lobby and set off to find some breakfast, which waseasier said than done! Heading off in a new direction, we finally found a café in apretty plaza where we munched on - you guessed it - baguettes! Very little Englishwas spoken here and the waitress had some trouble understanding what we were after(plain hot water? Pfft!...

Day 10 - en route to Carcassonne via Toulouse This morning was a difficult one- having been woken up early by Lauren's creepy alarm saying "It's time to get up! The time is 7:10! It's time to get up!" we got ready quickly and were devastated to find that there were no patisseries open yet for a takeaway breakfast. We started the trip on an empty stomach, and I felt hunger for the first time in days, but luckily food is never far away in Europe, and...