Tuesday on the Cote D'Azur

Whilst the poor love had to go to work, Mel, Bryan and I checked out the towns in the hills behind Juan and Cannes. I went by bike but Mel had to endure the nerve racking ride in the Renault Twingo with Bryan taking on the navigation (Bob, the GPS voice, seemed to be in conflict with the road signs), the maniacal motor cyclists, the parking and the manual drive with gear stick in the right hand. We checked out the very old and cute Biot, a town of glass blowers and souvenir shops. The local food market was on and we tried deer sausage. I bonked out at Vallbonne, a very pretty village amongst lots of leafy villas whilst Bryan and Mel went on to Grasse where the perfume factories are and did a tour. By the time I reached the Centre Ville of Grasse which was very high on a very big and very steep hill I wasn't interested in perfume or how it was made. Just icecream. We then met up again in Cannes for another gawp at the wonderful classic yachts then back to Antibes for a memorable dinner with Caitlin at the Restaurant Vieux Mur (Old Wall). This was a real delight. It was on the wall looking out to sea. It was a warm,balmy night, the big yachts moored in the harbour were swinging gently , and the food was wonderful , traditional French. I had pidgeon and the others beef. Caitlin chose the wine and impressed us all with her command of the lingo. Bob even got us back to Juan in one piece.