Getting the train from Villefranche to Monaco may be good value (13 euros return for the three of us) but it's not exactly a timesaver. We had to queue for about 20 minutes for the tickets and then about the same again for the train here, and now we are waiting almost an hour for a train back again.
Monte Carlo is as ridiculously affluent as ever and I have a large number of photos to prove it - Ferraris, Rolls Royces, Bentleys, and mega-yachts a-plenty.
Jake has been kept going with croissants, milkshakes, ice cream etc, but true to form he doesn't enjoy the heat and so we are looking forward to getting back to the air conditioned splendour of Independence. At least for the next couple of days he will have coaches to take him to and from the sightseeing.
Talk has already turned to plans for the next holiday, as concern is mounting that we won't have any active countdowns once we get home. Apparently the next cruise will either be Celebrity or Disney.
(By the way, a rather lovely golden retriever has just come and sat near us at the station café - Nicky is finding it hard to restrain herself.)