After a leisurely breakfast of croisants at a great boulangerie in Mougins, we set off for Monaco, about 40 km away, via the toll road. We walked around amidst mostly tourists and a few others (trying too hard to look like they really lived there.) Sue made it into the casino, as my tennis shoes prevented me from gaining access to the altar of this gambling Mecca, and she played the roulette wheel twice in order to walk away with the one souvenir that John really wanted, a chip from Monte Carlo! Ok, now you guess the value of the minimum chip Sue that had to sneak out…