Thursday, November 25, 2010
A shuttle took us from the airport building to the plane. I had the smell of garlic in my nose. This told me that we are on our way to France. We landed in Nice that evening, picked up our rental car and drove to Valbonne.
In the lobby of this very well-groomed sweet hotel were some people sitting, having a drink. A sofa was still empty. There we sat half an hour later, celebrating our arrival with a glass of red wine.
I slept well as expected. Pain au chocolat and a black coffee will make my arrival here in the South of France to a very sweet one.
Oh, I'm in a hurry now. Breakfast.