Getting out of the train, this was my first glimpse of this micro-nation
The train goes effectively underground, as this small country is carefully compacted tightly together.
There can be an outdoor seaview above a shopping mall, which is above a car park which is above the railway line.
This is where I stayed in Nice, not Monaco. Well, somewhere near here. I don’t think the hostel is there now. Because it was 2005, no one had a smart phone, so gasp! you can actually get to know and chat to strangers, and have some friends to explore and see places. Something I miss now. Nice and Cannes are pleasant places, but very touristy and after a few days there it got a bit samey.
A lot of my holiday / blog exploits is about trying find a way to do something cheap in place where many people are spending big wads of cash. So several of the days I wanted to get into Monaco, it was a quick train ride away.
This train ride was actually less than 20 mins! along the sea front.