Some years ago we went to the Monaco Grand Prix. We stayed with friends near Nice and they organised a lift into Monte Carlo for us. They had a wealthy friend staying with them who informed us that the whole thing would be a rip off, everything would be wildly expensive and food would cost a fortune and basically we might as well not go. We ignored him, got our lift into Monte, bought tickets for 20 euros each, bought very tasty chicken baguettes from a van for about 3euros, and spent a lovely afternoon sitting on the hillside with a few hundred others enjoying the race. We got the train back afterwards. A long wait because there were so many of us but certainly not expensive and not a snob in sight.
Alternative Advent calendar idea for long-distance grandkids? (photos & memories)
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