Daytime was a home day in Nice catching up with domestics, which was not a hardship, given the view of the invitingly azure Mediterranean.
Nighttime, however, was a different story, with Al and I hopping on the bus back to Monaco to rub shoulders with the wealthy punters! After mild scrutiny at the entrance to the Monte Carlo Casino, making sure our attire was satisfactory, we spent a small fortune on a beer and glass of wine before finishing our finances off on a meal, set in a restaurant of absolute opulence.
On our way out we found a spare Euro or two to throw hurriedly into the pokie machine and rushed off empty-handed before we were tempted to bankcrupt ourselves completely.
On the train home, all the richer for the experience.
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