0632 French Border Town (Fra 082—new)
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Today I’m heading back to Italy. It’s been a great three days and three nights in Nice-- just about the perfect amount of time to experience the area at my typical hurried pace. Now I’m going to backtrack back to Genova and back on up to Bergamo.
But there won’t be any redundancy I’m sure. There are a lot of towns that I skipped on my way west that I can stop at on my way back. The first is Menthon, the last French town before the Italian border. So I catch the 1 Euro bus to Menthon, sitting next to a weird but fascinating old guy. He’s a painting restorer whose job is to restore ancient works of art. He gripes about how the guys restoring Michelangelo’s Sistene Chapel got it all wrong… Now he’s got his own little castle up in the mountains which he’s turned into a sci-fi themed museum with futuristic murals all over the walls! He invites me to come and play background music in his museum…
We get off in Menthon, which is absolutely packed with tourists.
A bit farther, is a big, sprawling “brocande” (community yard sale or swap meet). It seems a bit out of place in such a luxurious area, but it seems to be doing brisk business as people browse through used clothes, kitchenware and works of art…
An ironic end to my French Riviera tour.
End of Tour 019: France Southeast 1
My France-Southeast tour actually started last summer with 2 days exploring Lyon along with nine of its suburbs. Now, with another 15 towns of the French Riviera under my belt and a total of 25 towns, 7 days and 91 hours, I think I’ve got my first France South-east Tour.
Lyon, with its rich history that goes back to when it was the capital of the the region during the Roman Empire, offered a lot to discover-- although its suburbs were a bit dry, I’ll have to admit. Nice and all it’s neighboring towns including the “nation” of Monaco was a really guilty pleasure of being able to taste of one of this world’s extravagantly luxurious areas-- without spending much money at all.
I don’t expect anyone to think of me as a great adventurer as I tell of my hikes around the French Riviera, but I don’t care. For me, discovering a medieval village like Roquebrune tucked in the cliffs is an adventure, maybe not the same kind as hitchhiking across Mauritania, but it’s still an adventure. And I feel quite satisfied with the adventures had during my short excursion in Southeast France.