|enjoying Ricard pastis in Villefrance-sur-mer|
Each year I try to celebrate my birthday, actually my solar return in a different time zone from where I live. This is in the hope that it may positively change the experience of the year to come. Astrologically speaking, a solar return is when the sun returns to the same exact position in the sky as one is were born.
I arrived in Nice ten hours later and the K3s were there in the train station to greet me. They all looked tanned and lean and Kopi looked well adjusted to the European life. We walked to their flat which was near the beach and while walking, Kopi would say hello to the dogs along the way.
It was truly nice to be in Nice in the summer where the well-heeled were out to play. Coming from Manila and maybe even anywhere else in the world, I've never seen so many opulent toys out. When we were in Cannes (half an hour away by train), I swear I counted ten different colored Ferraris while walking down the Croisette. And the night we were in Monte Carlo, it was all royalty. The paparazzi were waiting outside the Opera for HSH Prince Albert II, HSH Princess of Monaco and HRH Princess of Hanover to show up for the Love Ball Riviera. We didn't get to see them but enjoyed viewing all the luxury yachts of their guests moored in the bay.
|luxury yachts moored in Monte Carlo|
|La Fontaine du Soleil in the old town in Nice|
|the beach in Cannes|
As for my lucky stars, well, it really does not help to go somewhere to try to change the stars. As Stanley Kowalski said in A Streetcar Named Desire, "You know what luck is? Luck is believing you're lucky."