The Rest of the Riviera

After our trek to Italy we stayed close to home in Juan-les-Pins/Antibes.  Mostly we spent the mornings at the beaches and the afternoons doing something.  We left town to visit Cannes, the French Beverly Hills.  Of utmost importance was that we take the train.

See the Harbour.

The beachfront promenade.

Walk the red carpet.

Then we went up into the mountains to visit old acquaintances from pre-school in Tourrettes-sur-Loup.

Back along the coast we played at the local playgrounds.

Rode a glass-bottomed boat.

Saw old Antibes and took in a little art.

At Picasso Museum.

Le Nomade.

Walked around the Cap d'Antibes.

Ate fresh fruit outside.

Did I mention the beaches?

Then on the last Friday night before Jesse joined us, Emilia and I took the kids to Nice.  We drove in along the Quai des Etats Unis, along the beach, past the exquisite hotels and casino to the old city and the market square, lined with restaurants advertising seafood dishes and Italian food.  We got ice cream of course and browsed the many souvenir shops before going down to the beach to collect rocks as the sun set.