Ahh...finally back at the hostel! It was a rainy and long day. We intended to go to Eze to see the midevil town, but ended up on the wrong bus and dropped off at the train station. So change in plans, Monaco first, then Eze. However this did not work out...(we think Susan might be cursed). In Monaco we walked around town in the rain. We saw the palace that looks more like an average hotel. It really wasn't as big as a prince should have. We went to the aquarium, which Susan rated as below average, but we did get to "drive" a submarine and Andrea was almost eaten by a sperm whale (see the picutures). We saw the formula one racing track which they were tearing down from this weekend's Grand Prix. The yachts were beautiful, but not anything as wonderful as Indian Lake has (haha). The principality was built into a mountain which proved to be a death trap for susan wearing andrea's slippery sandles, but we made it (slowly) with no falls! We made it to the train station just in time for our train, which was then delayed two hours. By the time it finally arrived it was a mad rush to be smashed like sardines into the train cars. Thank God we're not clausterphobic! Our bus ride home continued this madness. We made it on the right bus, but about four stops into our trip the driver announced something in french and made everyone get off the bus. We found some friends staying at our hostel and walked a bit with them before finally finding another bus to get on to get us back to the villa hostel. We just finished a wonderful dinner (the highlight of our day) at the hostel and are just hanging out with friends we have met in the chapel bar (yes, I said a bar in the chapel...our hostel is an old monastery). Tomorrow morning we leave for Cinque Terre Italy! Talk to you from there! Ciao!

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