Thursday, September 11, 2014

Eileen Gray's broken-down roof

Our goal today was to see what we could of E1027, the house the designer Eileen Gray built with her lover in Roquebrune, which is just past Monaco. We couldn't get in because it's being retired, but it looks like they don't have much money to do so,be see on the tiny bit we could see. Next time, we'll rent a yacht.

The drive there was incredible. We passed by La Turbie and Ira remembered there's an important Roman monument, les Trophees des Alpes. We drove by it and saw it perched on the hillside but were unable to park close enough to walk up to it. It made for an impressive show, even from a distance.

The road we took over the mountains was thrilling, with cliff towering on one side, the blue blue sea fr below on the other. Every curve promised another marvel. These curves also promised another truck barreling along. I couldn't believe this was a tracing route, and when we got closer to ton it became even more insane. Both Ira, I and the car managed to survive the trip unscathed. We found a spot to r for E1027 and walked along a gorgeous path. It's a popular route to a remote beach, and we passed a lot of people toting towels and umbrellas.

We really couldn't see much of anything except a tarp-covered roof but it was fun to have made the effort. There's also a Le Corbusier house next door, but that we couldn't see at all. They're both in runs, but hopefully will be restored some time in the future. Looking back at Monaco, it was clear what a monster that country has become, nothing but high rises.

We continued along the coast and stopped for lunch in Menton. There was a lovely beach and a row of outdoor dining spots belonging to hotels across the roads we watched people swim in there sea, sun on the rocks, and generally enjoy the fine weather. We enjoys it with oyster, wine and some fish. I had prawns again, this time in a thick tomato sauce. They're so tender and flavorful here. Ira hadanother terrific paella, though I helped with all of the  mussels.

There's a Cocteau museum in Menton, so we visited it in a lovely old fort on the sea. The drawing wer ll sketches for the mural he did for the municipal wedding chapel. He has such a facility with art. Everything he touched was light and fun and wonderful.

After that it was just  a host trip back on the autoroute. Now we're resting and planning to go out with friends in the evening. I'll root back on the meal.

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