At this point we were unsure of which high profile town we were going through but we stepped out at every stop...just so we got our feet on the ground.
The coastal route the train takes is a breathtaking train ride.
Gerard makes a big hit lifting down luggage for petite travelers.
This is a quick picture of Monaco from the train window.
EN ROUTE TO GENOA (GENOVA)
We took the train from Avignon to Genoa. The first half of the ride, the French half, was beautiful. Coastal all the way through Cannes, Monte Carlo, Nice, Marseilles, et. al. Palatial homes right on the Mediterranean…clean beaches…interesting terrain. Then we hit Italy and the vistas seemed to change. Even San Remo didn’t seem to measure up to the French cities. Same coastline, same Mediterranean but the effect was startlingly different. I hate to admit this but I did think Tijuana. To be fair, we were just passing by in a train.
We took the train from Avignon to Genoa. The first half of the ride, the French half, was beautiful. Coastal all the way through Cannes, Monte Carlo, Nice, Marseilles, et. al. Palatial homes right on the Mediterranean…clean beaches…interesting terrain. Then we hit Italy and the vistas seemed to change. Even San Remo didn’t seem to measure up to the French cities. Same coastline, same Mediterranean but the effect was startlingly different. I hate to admit this but I did think Tijuana. To be fair, we were just passing by in a train.
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