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Once we hit the beach, we
headed around past the human sundial to the other
side of Stair Mountain.
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Sure enough, as we rounded the backside, we found
the memorial to all those "Sons of Nice" who had
perished in defending France in World War 2. It was
a moving emotional experience, especially since
there weren't a bunch of punk skateboarders
fucking around on the memorial and ruining my
photographic opportunities, like the last time
we'd visited Nice.
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Spinning 180 degrees
revealed the same marina we'd seen from the
top of the hill (and, technically, on the
walk around the hill), including the tiny
little lighthouse at the end of the seawall.
Spinning 7,460 degrees made us really dizzy
and we had to sit down and rest for a while.
After we recovered, we set out for the tip
of the seawall.
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Next to the marina was a parking lot. Actually,
there were a lot of parking lots surrounding
the marina on all sides. Except the sea-side, of
course. Dur. Anyway, we saw the biggest car we
had yet to have seen in France there, a Lamborghini
SUV. It was thoroughly unattractive but worth
hundreds of thousands of dollars. If you'd ever
wondered what could be uglier than a Hummer H2,
here was your answer.
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Shortly after we took the
photos of the Lamborghini, the driver showed up
and drove away quickly, shouting obscenities at
us over his shoulder. We had no idea what he was
saying but we're pretty sure it had something to
do with wanting copies of the pics if they
turned out all right. I've already emailed them
to bete@idiottetedemerdeimbecile.salabre.
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