Whilst we wait for the concert to begin, we can enjoy a detail from the magnificent Gallery of Hercules.
It dates back to the reign of Stephen the Governor who wanted to give the Grimaldi residence the majestic, harmonious look of Genoese palaces. It is by the Milanese architect Domenico Gallo. The gallery vaults are frescoed with patterns reminiscent of Italian Renaissance leitmotifs while in the fourteen lunettes, episodes narrate the childhood, toils and death of Hercules.
The Gallery of Hercules is particularly dear to the Monagesques. It is here that the Prince appears during important events while onlookers gather in the Courtyard of Honour (which is where we are sitting). You may recall the recent wedding of HSH Prince Albert and Miss Charlene Wittstock.
I wonder if I'm sitting in the same chair as did one of the crowned heads of Europe on that day ...
German chanteuse, Ute Lemper, sang beautifully - and dramatically - the songs of Berlin - of Paris. She sang Kurt Weill, Jacques Brel, Milord, L'Accordeoniste, the Saga of Jenny. My favourite was when she sang Lili Marlene a cappella. Superb! And she finished with Cabaret and All that Jazz. You can read about Ute Lemper's illustrious career by clicking on the link - and hear her singing too. 
It looks like marble, doesn't it? Or perhaps coloured glass? But as you see, it's simply a reflection, in the sea, of Le Formentor, an apartment building on Avenue Princesse Grace.
We've already seen quite a number of Marc Quinn's sculptures currently on exhibition at the Oceanographic Museum. Here's another massive sculpture in the Casino Gardens. It's made of painted bronze and is called Burning Desire. 
Our last day at Le Sporting (perhaps I should say evening) - and this is what it's all about - glamorous women, attentive waiters, embossed glasses and of course, buckets of champagne that glisten with condensation. 
