Vence, France
The copain had had a bad nights sleep, as the bell that tolled every hour on the hour in the village kept him awake during the night. However, I hadn't heard a single thing and awoke feeling very well rested. Having been profoundly awe-stricken by the beauty of the red cliffs that we had driven past the day before, our plan for the day was to drive back that way and see if we could go swimming in les calanques. But breakfast was included with our lodging so th...