Morocco and now Menton, France 2018 | The last day and the last post

On our final day, the destination was Eze, high up in the Maritime Alps. Unlike Ste Agnes, Eze is a bustling little tourists spot, so we took our time getting there. We started here, a short walk (up of course) from La Turbie.

What started as a busy grass trail through low scrub, soon became a rocky climb to Fort de la Revere, a high perch above Antibes (in the distance), and Eze. The views became more spectacular with each step, and the 360 degree vantage from the top lays the world, or so it seems, out before you. We could see all of our walks from the previous five days, and Eze, our final destination on this final day of walking.

Eze, the lower town and the old walled city and garden above

Margaret and I walked down to Eze (my knees are still protesting) with Ray, our guide, and a fellow hiker. Once in Eze, and after coffee, we walked UP to the top of the town, where I was surprised to find a lush, mature succulent garden.

The streets along the way are lined with shops, the sidewalks crammed with baby carts. It`s a top spot for tourists with money to spare.

That was our final walk and our next to last day in Menton. The walks and hikes were fabulous; the fit-bits were totaling up to somewhere near100km. I got a taste of the uber-rich French Riviera, fresh cheeses and chick-pea crackers, and more than a few Provencal rose wines.

From there, it was Nice to Paris, Paris to Toronto, and home. As someone said, the best part of travel is when you crawl into your own bed, and so it was.