Inga and I have a little routine now...after the gym, we sweatily strut back towards our boat, which we bypass and take to an adjacent seaside path which brings us to what i like to call..."the crown jewel of Monaco." Although some may not agree, amidst the Casinos, the designer stores and the illustrious palace of Monte Carlo, there lies a hidden beach. Merely a little gem of natural formation, a smooth-rock infested, cliff surrounded "a la plage", if you will. Perhaps it is due to the influx of fresh water and it's outlying, non-stagnant water dwelling location, but the water is clear, I mean, gin clear. And it laps upon the shore of this jewel, where we spend time diving down to hang with the fishies, minor spelunking around the surrounding rock formations, arms behind the head lounging moments looking up at the sky with tunes in our ears, and the best so far...swims in the late dusk with the moon on the water. And yes, I did start singing "Moooon Riveeeeeerrrrr" the other night whilst partaking in this activity (to myself, of course). And did I mention, it's only a 4 minute walk from the boat. Lucky girlies we are...true story.
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