Train to Cannes. Trip wraps up with a few days on the sea again with a short ride to Nice for packing and returning.

A sub title of this adventure might be: you can do it again, slower and better.

On the train meet an English cyclist, my age but Likes to ride 150km per day. Has a second house in Cannes. Made the train trip interesting.

Beautiful views of the Med. From the train. Beach after beach with wonderful rock outcrops.

Dinner with him, a restaurant he lives near my hotel.

The hotel is a classic for star, very high end. Had to upgrade me to a room with a balcony as they were out of the standard room I booked. Valet parked my bike. Wonderful room with all the amenities except the internet does not work, or barely works. IPad could not even find the network. Android found it as the weakest in the city. Goes in and out.

Naturally I went back and asked for a different room. They said they would check the wifi and then offered me another room. Even better. Well run hotel, no fussing just fixed.

Sitting on the croisette eating a gaufre and watching the people. Those staying in high end hotels have private beaches with umbrellas and mattresses to sit on. Ten of thousands of others are one the public portion. All are spending a fortune to lie around on a crowded beach with water so full of seaweed I did not want to go in. Really quite humorous. That and the very high end autos zooming and frooming in so and go traffic.

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