Wednesday, September 20.  Anchored at Nice, promptly found and took the train to Monaco.  Actually we anchored one bay away from Nice, so we never saw it.  Train Station was intended for commuters, so it had limited facilities and a faulty automated ticket vending machine.  As long-time train commuters we knew that if we couldn’t buy a ticket when the train arrived, just get on the train anyway.  Many passengers didn’t know.  Crowded train.

We hiked up to the palace before it opened and strolled down the alleys before many shops opened.  A good thing.   Found St. Nicholas Cathedral, where Princess Grace rests.  Bought tickets to the palace and stood in line for only a few minutes before they opened.  As we left we discovered what smart people we are.  Long line!  Nice recorded tour, though a bit overlong regarding the furnishings.  Afterwards we struggle to find the associated Automotive Museum.  Not a bad display, but I’ve seen better.  Lacked a lot of backstory for most of the cars.

Strolled around the town.  Had a small meal in a forgettable restaurant.  Walked through the tunnel featured in the Grand Prix.  Struggled to find the right train platform.  The station is underground with numerous surface entrances.  I tried to buy tickets but couldn’t figure out the machine.  We finally just got on the correct train, again ticketless.  I think we’re done with Monaco.  At least until I win the lottery.