Another one bites the dust.
Trip Start
Sep 24, 2011
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Trip End
Sep 27, 2011
Where I stayed
Menton Youth Hostel
What I did
Explored and met the locals...
So here I go off on my big adventure round the world. A funny place to start, but like all things (it seems) it was because of a girl. The less said about that the better. Needless to say I had fun seeing the area and trying to drive a ridiculously large car on these tiny French roads, incurring the wrath of bad drivers at every turn. I landed in Nice and headed to meet said fair maiden in Menton.
Menton is nice, but it's a place where people go to die. A little bit like Bournemouth. There doesn't seem to be anyone under the age of 50. Apart from this young lady of course, trying her best to get out. I could see why.
They certainly love their lemons here; they have a festival dedicated to them, and every shop sells lemony wares. Lemon magnets, lemon soaps, lemon vodka, lemon lemons...
After eating some fine food on the med sea front and getting a kick out of trying my French, I headed to Monaco for the evening.
Menton is nice, but it's a place where people go to die. A little bit like Bournemouth. There doesn't seem to be anyone under the age of 50. Apart from this young lady of course, trying her best to get out. I could see why.
They certainly love their lemons here; they have a festival dedicated to them, and every shop sells lemony wares. Lemon magnets, lemon soaps, lemon vodka, lemon lemons...
After eating some fine food on the med sea front and getting a kick out of trying my French, I headed to Monaco for the evening.


