We stayed around town and did some shopping. We bought quiches at the bakery for lunch, and afterward walked down to the waterfront. When a cruise ship is in port there are merchants set up all along the water selling souvenirs and local products for the visitors to buy. Plus the Saturday farmers' market was going on higher up in town and the visitors were enjoying that too, although they wouldn't have needed produce on the ship! The merchants are always happy to give tastes of their cheeses, mustards, olives and jams. It's almost like going to Costco at lunchtime, but without the toaster ovens.
Rick fixed the lamb shanks we bought at the frozen food store for dinner. They were falling-off-the-bone tender. We watched the launches taking the cruisers back to the big ships for dinner. The ships were lit up like Christmas trees as they left the harbor after dark.
Lamb shanks with veggies and pasta
The weather had improved greatly by the next day, Sunday. The last thing on my list was a walk around Cap Ferrat that Lynn McBride of the blog Southern Fried French talked about in one of her posts. We headed over after breakfast. Up near our bus stop yesterday's farmers' market was today an antique market. As I've seen at the other antique markets, there was lots of silver, lots of china and crystal, and lots of junk. Among the fun antiques at our apartment, I had begun to covet the chandelier, decorated with lots of heavy crystals. We were tempted by one at the market, but would have had a hard time getting it home. And if you remember my difficulty buying one stamp at the post office, I'm sure mailing a chandelier home would have been a daunting process.
The chandelier in our apartment won't fit in my luggage!
Le Tour du Cap Ferrat was described as being 7 kilometers long, with little or no elevation gain, and an easy walk. Once again we didn't make it within the 1.5 hour estimated time. Every single step of the way there was something to look at, so it probably wasn't a very aerobic walk!
The first thing we saw was scuba divers heading out to a raft. I don't know if it was a club or a class, but the dog left behind on shore didn't like the idea of his owner going underwater one bit!
Dog barking as scuba-diving owner disappears in the water
Since it was Sunday, there seemed to be lots of activity on and around the water. We watched a group of sailboats head out of the bay. Rick enjoyed finally seeing some sails in use.
View of sailboat regatta in the bay
The trail was well-maintained, but sometimes there was no guard rail, and the cliffs were treacherous-looking below. I didn't like seeing little kids along some of the more dangerous parts of the walk. I don't know how to voice my grandma concerns in French, so I could only watch as they passed by, hoping the parents had the sense to hold on tight.
Along the trail, sometimes a rail or wall cliffside, sometimes nothing!
The trail with no guardrail and treacherous-looking steps down to the water
Dramatic rock wall along the path
The lighthouse on the point of Cap Ferrat
The trail goes through a moonscape of rocks at the point
House with moveable fabric shades along the path
View on the east side of Cap Ferrat. You can just barely see the bridge up to Eze a bit left of center on the hillside.
Rick fixed the duck breast we bought at the frozen food store for dinner, and once again, it was great. We shared some tarts from the bakery for dessert.
Citron and cerise tarts (lemon and cherry)
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