So thinking back to what I have done since, and trying to keep the Sardinia trip to a separate post, there is only really a brief 30 hour period that I can think of. This period comes to mind for the following reasons:
1. witnessing 4 superyachts going up in flames in Juan Les Pins,
2. the arrival of my brother in Antibes,
3. the fact that it was an awesome idea, at the time, to go for "one more" at the Absinthe Bar in Antibes.
4. a deathlike hangover the following day.
5. realising that soothing my hangover by going to the Monaco Grand Prix is like getting Woody Woodpecker to perform brain surgery on my head without anaesthetic.
6. smoke bombing Monaco and finally finding solace on a yacht in Villefranche for an afternoon of swimming and drinks (massive thanks to Emma for that one - you're awesome!).
Anyway - I'm still in Sardinia and the Mistral is starting to send us all crazy so I must be off.
Enjoy life friends!
Ears: Airline - Burial Grounds.
Biot to Nice |
Monaco Grand Prix |
Monaco Grand Prix |
Josh at Ferrari |
Crowd |
At the Palace |
Over the hill |
Outlook |
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