We successfully made our train and disembarked. Tomorrowβback up it all as we head off to Genoa, Italy. One exit of the train station was at the same level we got off the train at. The other level the level we followed the masses to literally led us up numerous escalators and an elevator with a glass wall inside a mountain up to an entirely different level of the city. Our hotelβ¦ eh. Plus, everything in Monaco is expensive.
Really expensive. Like, they charge for the typically-free coffee in the hotel room. The least they could do is give me a K-cup on the house. Yachts everywhere. With helipads on them. Bentleys, Rolls Royces, we saw a few six-figure Mercedes that made us gawk. We had lunch and continued to walk the city. Worked our way towards the Monte Carlo Casino.
Next to a Beamer and a Benz, which just looked silly being within fifty feet of them. We hiked up a bunch of stairs to the casino and the cars got even more fantastic, if you could even think that possible.
My English grandmother very recently passed just a couple weeks ago , but her and my granddad used to be really into Formula One and even owned a Lotus at one point.
I saw this incredible specimen of a vehicle immediately in front of the casino and started taking photos of it. It had a pearlescent navy paint job that almost seemed to have a herringbone pattern and the interior was ridiculously stunning. Turns out, it was a Pagani Huayra Pearl. Jeff and I did some research, and as far as we can tell, we may have actually seen a one-of-a-kind car in the world today.
