The first leg of the journey was a train from Ottawa to Toronto to Windsor. It was a long day.
Here is Gingy the next day, checking his luggage at Detroit International airport:
The trip did not go exactly as planned. We flew from Detroit to New York's JFK airport. We were delayed almost an hour leaving JFK, and so here's Gingy killing time with the boys in Charles DeGaulle Airport in Paris, waiting to get on a new flight since the delay meant we missed our connection to Nice.
Finally we arrived in Nice with most of our luggage. Gingy collapsed on a chair on the balcony of the villa. He was very jet-lagged and in need of a glass of wine.
Soon he headed for bed. In the movie star bedroom of the villa.
We went into the Old Town (Vielle Ville) and stopped for lunch and a drink in the K'fe Cayenne in Place du Palais:
Cafe au lait hit the spot:
After all that food, cafe au lait wasn't going to cut it. It was time for espresso!
Christmas Eve we made a special feast of cheese and crackers and prosciutto and pineapple and salami and shrimp and champagne. We even tried lumpfish roe that we bought by accident, thinking it was seafood sauce. It was salty and fishy. No one had seconds.
We took turns having our pictures taken in the jacuzzi tub in my Dad's bedroom.
Gingy hit the champagne a bit too hard and decided to wear the wire thingy that came on the bottle.
After Christmas dinner, we had Buche Noel for dessert.
Sadly, Gingy got into an altercation with some locals.
Hopefully, his New Year's will be better!
Merry Christmas, everyone!!!!