Saint-Tropez, Menton, Monaco

The best of the trip pictures below!

The backyard of the house we stayed in on Monday night, in Saint-Tropez. The coastal town is soaked in wealth; it's the kind of place were people casually park their yachts while they're shopping at Hermes, where people like Beyonce go on vacation (but actually). My uncle's friend, a more-than-mildly-sketch businessman, lives there.

$ everywhere. The charming little pedestrian streets might seem cuter to me if all the huge brand names would be less conspicuous. 

My uncle's friend's adorable car that he zips around town with so that people smile at his rude style of driving rather than getting worked up when he almost runs them over (he explained this to us). 

At the farmer's market with the gangstar himself.

In this town, you gotta have a boat to be in the cool club, even if it's just a small one.

Menton on the one sunny day. The buildings are a hodge-podge of colors piled up, rickety-like, on the hillside.

In Monaco, a seagull takes off.

Architecture in front of the prince of Monaco's palace.

Monaco (or as my grandma says, "Monaco-co-co"). The city-country is only a 15 minute drive from the apartment in Menton.