France: Eze

Day 13  June 14, 2012

Not Unlucky at All 

We decided to head east this morning toward Nice (the Cote d’Azur/French Riviera) and beyond. (Just a quick note about our location – we’re in Aix-en-Provence, in the heart of Provence…the French Riviera is several hundred kilometers to the east) A friend of Amy’s told her about the town of Eze and said it was really unique. The GPS and the GUF (Guys Up Front) did a fine job of navigating us to Eze. We drove past Cannes and waved toward Brad and Angelina or whichever luminaries might be in town. We drove past the Nice airport where we’ll be on Saturday. (Heavy sigh.)

Eze has a 12th century castle that is high above the Mediterranean. We climbed up stairs and walkways to the splendid cactus garden at the top. The view of the sea, the homes, the islands, and the huge yachts was pretty amazing. Once again, thanks so much to Manci and her team for making my knee able to go up and down these hills. The hotel in Eze has “cheap” rooms for $550+ and small suites for $950. A glance at the lunch menu had a salad for fifty euros and one main dish for 150 euros. We walked on. If you’re interested in staying there, here’s the link. Tell us how it goes. http://www.capestel.com/fr/

Oh, Eze. Our minds travel back to visit you often.
Oh, Eze. Our minds travel back to visit you often.

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Let others spend their money in Eze, but wait until you hear about our lunch. We drove to the working-class town of La Turbie, next to Eze. http://www.provenceweb.fr/e/alpmarit/turbie/turbie.htm

After parking next to the Farmers Market, we went in search of a something interesting to add to our picnic lunch. We were fortunate to find a stand selling socca, a large “pancake” made out of chickpea batter and sprinkled with pepper – a specialty of the Nice region. The vendor made his last socca of the day and we retired to a small park down the street to eat this lovely concoction.

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Soca = super street food
Soca = super street food

This park we happened upon had a railing at one end with a view from 2,000 meters of Monaco. Jaw-dropping stuff. We lunched like kings and queens on homemade picnic food while enjoying a bird’s-eye view of royalty. Only in France.

Mighty fine view with a mighty fine picnic lunch
Mighty fine view with a mighty fine picnic lunch

We enjoyed another dinner on our beautiful terrace and tried to soak in all the wonders of the day. Tough work, but we’re up for it. Could someone please stop time?