Monaco baby!

Firstly my last comment about the Spanish and the Catalonians, turns out I was wrong. They are both at it. Scum!!

After posting last night we read for a bit on the balcony, and then the wind got up a bit so we sat just inside the room, then the wind turned into a gale, then the calm sea turned into a raging torrent and the boat was a rocking. Came from nowhere, calm and sunny, 15 minutes later storm conditions!! It seemed to ease off later that night, or perhaps it was the 7 cocktails we sank after several beers, not sure.

Woke up in thundery Monaco. Out to sea it was overcast, certainly not dark clouds, but there was a constant rumble of thunder and flashes of lightening which as it drew closer let us see the lightening fork down, looked awesome. I tried to get pictures but lightening tends to be a bit quick. It rumbled overhead onto land and as we sat and ate breakfast the blue skies came just in time for us to get our tender ticket. And wait. And wait. Was only 20 minutes and felt like ages. The woman announcer, sorry, bloke announcer called us up and we bounced our way to port. I think the announcer runs the friends of Dorothy events (aka L.G.B.T), work it out.

The original plan was to find the happy train this time but I veered off to the left and decided we should walk to the Palace, which involved quite a few steps. Michelle was most amused. We go there in the end without the need for a map, it’s impossible to get lost in Monaco!! The by product of us walking is that we went through the old town AND found the start point for the happy train! So we took the happy train and did a tour of Monaco. Then we walked down from the old town and did a lap of the circuit. Ish. Good job we aren’t drivers, our lap was a bit longer. We made it around while cursing all the people sat on their yachts. Michelle said she would be self conscious eating while people walked by, I pointed out that 90% of the people who live in Monaco are posers and so love it, LOVE IT!

We decided to call it a day and walked around the port back to the tender collection point. Pretty rocky on the way back, a woman looked like she was going to puke all over Michelle. We got back on board and a large yank bloke kept failing the scanner so he had to have the hand one on him, he said stop wasting both our sets of time and let him in. Erm, yeah, it doesn’t work like that. I’m sure the terrorists have tried that one a few times.

The international fireworks are on tonight but this captain clearly doesn’t care as we have now set sail so will miss it. The captain on the Sea Princess was much nicer 2 years ago.

Oh and the meteor shower? Total wash out, cloudy skies and rough conditions put paid to that one!!