Day 8 - Monday - After the End of the End

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Now it’s seriously after the end. I don’t leave until Tuesday because it’s sooo much cheaper than leaving Sunday or Monday. Also after my travel fiasco of 2002 (See the 2002 Cannes Diary) I wanted a day to decompress and catch up before performing complex international travel operations. Got up and out, as ever by about 9:30, in time for the toy stores to open so I could get stuff for the kids. Almost bought a French speaking Buzz Lightyear. But since we already have about 4 of them that speak English, €38 was too much to spend for a gag that the kids probably wouldn’t even think was funny.
Toy shopping		Billboards coming down	Accordion music sounds really French
That sorted, I was picked up by the esteemed Peter Ramsay, film impresario and international playboy, and his friend Louise for a day trip to St. Tropez. Traffic was a little bit of a slog on the coastal road, but the views were magnificent. We saw Pierre Cardin’s villa, which looks like a set from a SciFi movie, as well as many castles and fortresses. We finally had a nice lunch of mussels by the boats in St. Tropez.
		Peter and his friend Louise in St. Tropez
St. Tropez is so quaint and beautiful, it feels like a whole other country. It’s very posh, but it still has a real old Europe down-to-earth reality about it.
How to take pictures, by Mark W. Gray:
"You're aiming too high! Tilt down..."	"No no. The head room should be like this..."	"Now come closer. You're too far away..."	"Here, noiw hold it just like that..." "Excellent! Merci beaucoups."
	St. Tropez looks kind of like a studio backlot.