At this point, it was pretty clear my France trip was overwhelmingly wonderful. I lay on a beach where, if I opened my eyes, I would see the verdant Italian mountains with low hanging clouds. If I tipped my head back, brightly colored buildings were behind me. The rain gently spritzed from the sky, and a wonderful sense of peace and gratitude slipped over me.
This is Menton. So close to Italy that all the local limoncello they sell makes sense. Had a fantastic plate of pasta with (yet another) limoncello spritz. Did soem souvenir shopping, laid out on the beach, and just had an absolutely relaxing pleasant time on this little day trip from Nice.
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