On one of my work trips to London we decided to pop over to Nice for the weekend, because why not. Unfortunately we only had a few hours in Monaco, just enough to let you know you need to come back. Someone once told me to be a resident of Monaco you need to ‘prove yourself’, that you’re someone of wealth, status and high class. Just walking around the Monaco streets, I believe it. The homes, sailboats, country clubs and hills rolling in beautiful scenery made you feel like you were in something out of a romantic novel, tales of unseen high society and their fabulous outings on the Mediterranean coast. You couldn’t get bored walking the streets here, no view became routine, every street and turn had a new picturesque sight, it was hard not to snap a picture every few minutes.
One of my regrets was walking by the Monte Carlo and not taking a quick minute to pop in and put ∈20 on black, just to say I gambled at THE Monte Carlo, or better yet, won money at the Monte Carlo. From the street the lobby looked lavish and fitting for James Bond. I’m sure the tables wouldn’t disappoint, I picture ornate decorations and participants dressed in their evening best, I’ll have to make sure I have a gown to blend in when I come back…
If I am ‘lucky’ enough to ever come back to the streets of Monaco, I doubt I’ll be able to afford their luxurious hotels, however Monaco was easily accessible from Nice, which is very reasonably priced and also beautiful. There is a train that travels from the Nice city center to Monaco every hour or so and was extremely easy to use. Not to mention the 20 minute ride is wonderfully scenic and relaxing.
All smiles leaving, hoping this coast calls me back!