A really big day. First breakfast on our balcony overlooking the Mediterranean Sea . We catch a train to Grasse a town in Provence. My expectations sadly are not met. We wander through this, maybe quaint but dilapidated village. Not a fridge magnet or souvenir tea towel in sight. I must say the country side made a very pretty picture. Back on the rain we travel to Cannes. Yes the Cannes from the film festival- French Riviera. We promenaded along the esplanade much to the delight of the boys , the occasional bare breasted lass. A lengthy bus journey latter we arrive back in Nice to enjoy cocktail on our balcony. the word for today is sortie - French for exit.