So many tourists visit Eze village - hardly suprising as it's so beautiful. This resident is giving due warning that the staircase is private and doesn't lead to a restaurant or a shop.
16 November 2008
Eze Village - Keep Out!
So many tourists visit Eze village - hardly suprising as it's so beautiful. This resident is giving due warning that the staircase is private and doesn't lead to a restaurant or a shop.
15 November 2008
Eze Village - Through the Archway...
Walk through the archway and you'll see the scene - The Back Street - that we saw two days ago. Eze village has many archways and short tunnels like this.
14 November 2008
Eze Village - The Waiter
As you walk the streets of Eze village, you'll sometimes bump into staff who work in one of the two hotels. This waiter would have just served a guest whose room is perhaps across the street or down an alleyway. As the hotels expanded in this tiny medieval hill village, they couldn't build upwards or even outwards, they had to expand by buying up other properties in the village and using them for extra accommodation.
13 November 2008
Eze Village - the Back Street
Turn a corner, go through an archway, explore...there are wonders everywhere in Eze Village. This little area has no shops so quieter for the residents.
12 November 2008
Eze Village - a narrow street
11 November 2008
The Sailing Lesson
This was taken at the beginning of October - the tiny boats with striped sails are taking part in a sailing lesson. The instructor is in the small red boat.
By the way, the red and white boat with the canopy - you see its wake as it moves over the water - is the ferry that crosses the harbour every half an hour. It costs one euro and for anyone who doesn't happen to own a yacht, it's a fun way to pretend! Not bad for one euro.
10 November 2008
Monte Carlo Ladies - 23
09 November 2008
The Walking Street - the Man who Walks
This carving is by Louis Dollé, a sculptor who lives in Nice. I couldn't get far enough away to photograph it properly - so you get the foot apart from the man. Don't you love the detail?
Do click on the link as you'll see a better photograph of this sculpture and many more of this talented artist's work.
08 November 2008
The Walking Street - Spider Man
You never know who you'll meet at the Artists in Movement exhibition in the pedestrian street. Here's what I take to be Spider Man.
I don't know the artist - a friend walked the street this morning, trying to find names but as we've had so much rain, she told me the little stickers with the artists' names have been washed away.
One or two words remain - for instance, talking about the whole exhibition:
'You are in a gallery open to the sky. ' and 'Open your eyes, look up and enjoy.'
07 November 2008
06 November 2008
The Walking Street - Helena Krajewicz
No, it's not clothing hung out to dry but part of an exhibition taking place in the pedestrian street of Monaco - rue Princesse Caroline. In the smaller photograph you can see part of the street with the main port ahead of us.
It's called 'Artists in Movement' - and this work is by Helena Krajewicz (click to view more).
05 November 2008
04 November 2008
The Stars 'n' Bars Candy Vote!
Vote!
It's not only in America that you can vote for Obama or McCain. At Stars 'n' Bars, the American sports bar on the port of Monaco, you can buy a sweet (candy) for one euro. You then select either the Obama jar or the McCain bar to place your sweet, and - voila! - you have voted. All proceeds go to charity. Obama has the most sweets!
As you can see in the poster below, Stars 'n' Bars offer an 'I WANT A RECOUNT' breakfast at 6 a.m. tomorrow. I sure hope not!
To see how my dog Beau will vote, please look at Menton Daily Photo.
03 November 2008
The Best Dressed Caterer in Monaco
This is for anyone who thinks it's always sunny on the French Riviera.
This photograph show Mister Brian, the well-known caterer in Monaco - and his girlfriend, Esther. They'd visited me in Gorbio for lunch yesterday. Inviting Brian to lunch is always a great idea - goodies comes too - yesterday, the best cheesecake I've ever tasted and a bottle of pink champers. Later, after we'd watched the Brazilian Grand Prix, and as they were about to leave - wham, bam, thankyou Mam, the heaven's opened. A deluge. And when it rains here, boy, can it rain...
Plastic bags were the answer to get Brian and Esther from my terrace, where this was taken, to the top of the track. (the pink and black top on Esther's shoulder was her original attempt to keep dry (!) The yellow bag is a Mister Brian bag. Click on the link to see his establishment in Monaco (the smaller pic)
Today, we've had no electricity until just now - 18.00h. The whole of the Alpes-Maritimes and the Var and further west, has been without electricity - Marseilles to Menton.
02 November 2008
The Walking Street - The Book Lady
More books today - or rather no more books...
Scruples, the English bookshop in Monaco, is no more. As you can see in the smaller photograph, it closed on the 10th October. ( click to enlarge)
Jane France, the lady in the main photograph, is a Monaco institution. She opened Scruples over twenty-five years ago. Prior to that she drove around the ports in the south of France and Monaco selling English books to the 'yachties' from her van - she was known as 'the Book Lady.' Now she has sold up. A small English bookshop can't compete with Amazon. That's how it is these days. Also Jane is ready for a much-deserved retirement. Happy retirement, Jane! - you will be greatly missed by the English book-buying community in Monaco and France. Word has it that Scruples will become an ice-cream parlour.
The pedestrian street is Rue Princesse Caroline, which runs from Port Hercule to Rue Grimaldi.
01 November 2008
Theme Day - Books
A puppet for sale in Eze village - around his neck, a tray of books.
'Lord! when you sell a man a book you don't sell just twelve ounces of paper and ink and glue - you sell him a whole new life. Love and friendship and humour and ships at sea by night - there's all heaven and earth in a book, a real book.' ~ Christopher Morley
It's the first of the month and so it's Theme Day for City Daily Photo bloggers with 178 blogs participating in the 'Books' theme. Do spend some time enjoying the many interpretations I know you'll find. Click here to view thumbnails for all participants
'Lord! when you sell a man a book you don't sell just twelve ounces of paper and ink and glue - you sell him a whole new life. Love and friendship and humour and ships at sea by night - there's all heaven and earth in a book, a real book.' ~ Christopher Morley
It's the first of the month and so it's Theme Day for City Daily Photo bloggers with 178 blogs participating in the 'Books' theme. Do spend some time enjoying the many interpretations I know you'll find. Click here to view thumbnails for all participants
31 October 2008
Wot no carving?
30 October 2008
Eze Village: Lunch at the Chèvre d'Or - the Sundeck
We leave the restaurant and walk back through the beautiful gardens. If you are staying in the hotel you can sunbathe here and I believe have a massage. We passed the masseur earlier. Now that would have been nice...
The peninsula you see is Saint Jean Cap Ferrat. Saint Jean is a charming port with some wonderful restaurants along the water. You can also visit the Villa Ephrussi de Rothschild with its famous Belle Epoque architecture and wondrous gardens.
The peninsula you see is Saint Jean Cap Ferrat. Saint Jean is a charming port with some wonderful restaurants along the water. You can also visit the Villa Ephrussi de Rothschild with its famous Belle Epoque architecture and wondrous gardens.
29 October 2008
Eze Village: Lunch at the Chèvre d'Or - the Owner's Cat
At first he slept under a chair, later he came and begged at our table - jumping up and telling us he wanted a piece of our fish.
He belongs to the owner of the Chèvre d'Or and I love that even though it's a Michelin-starred restaurant no one has barred him. For me, one of the joys of France is that animals are accepted as part of the family and allowed in the majority of restaurants.
(Looking at the photographs closely I wonder if there aren't two cats! In the first photograph, he appears to have a sore over one eye, not so in the smaller pic)
28 October 2008
Eze Village - Lunch at the Chèvre d'Or - Profiteroles
Three tiny perfect profiteroles filled with ice-cream and about to melt - just ready to eat, in fact...
And afterwards - an espresso.
Thanks to my friend Casper for such a wonderful lunch. Casper and his wife are two of my best friends - I've known them for more years than I want to say. They are part of my 'south of France family' and each year Casper takes me to a restaurant of my choice for my birthday and then I take him out for his. Sadly, Philippa has massive health problems and lives in London now, near to her doctors. Casper spends part of the year in Monaco and so, when he's here, it's birthday time - even if it isn't. And thanks to this blog, birthday lunches or dinners now take place in grander and grander restaurants - for the photographs, of course! What is fabulous for me is that Casper, who hasn't a clue about photography, computers and even hates telephones, goes along with it all, even pointing out something I should be photographing. I adore him. Casper is Norwegian which probably explains a lot. I've never yet met a Norwegian who doesn't have an enduring love of life and a childlike wonder in everything.
Tomorrow - who else was at the Chèvre d'or?
And afterwards - an espresso.
Thanks to my friend Casper for such a wonderful lunch. Casper and his wife are two of my best friends - I've known them for more years than I want to say. They are part of my 'south of France family' and each year Casper takes me to a restaurant of my choice for my birthday and then I take him out for his. Sadly, Philippa has massive health problems and lives in London now, near to her doctors. Casper spends part of the year in Monaco and so, when he's here, it's birthday time - even if it isn't. And thanks to this blog, birthday lunches or dinners now take place in grander and grander restaurants - for the photographs, of course! What is fabulous for me is that Casper, who hasn't a clue about photography, computers and even hates telephones, goes along with it all, even pointing out something I should be photographing. I adore him. Casper is Norwegian which probably explains a lot. I've never yet met a Norwegian who doesn't have an enduring love of life and a childlike wonder in everything.
Tomorrow - who else was at the Chèvre d'or?
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