Sunday: Villefranche

On Sunday afternoon, we took the train to Villefranche-sur-Mer. After a 3-minute journey, we arrived at a cute little town, famous for its Rue Oscure, a passageway from the 13th century.

We arrived with all our swimming paraphernalia.


Typical Côte d'Azur view: blue sea and skies, lush vegetation and lots of boats.

Ans scooters everywhere...

There was also a flea-market near St. Peter's Chapel with Jean Cocteau's famous murals. I was temped to buy a cool bracelet, but didn't in the end.

If we don't succeed in picking up a yacht-owning bachelor, we could try our luck with a fisherman instead.