There are some things that don't change no matter which country you go to. Those things are KFC, Macdonalds, guitar-shop dudes, and, apparently, 1am Kebab shops and theme parks named Luna Park.
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| Guitar-store. There is little joy that is greater than finding one having left 3 behind in Australia |
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| The above joy was only topped by the disappoint at seeing this... |
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| and then the confusion at seeing this. Wtf - French Luna Park. |
FYI - French Luna Park is worse than Sydney in that it's in Frejus - the French Riviera equivalent of nowhere (think fields and goats, despite their being rather beautiful fields and beautiful goats). But it's better in that it actually opens at night (and is closed during the day, strangely).
So first - Nice. Awesome place. Lots of shopping. More beaches, awesome views, clear water. I ended up climbing the Colline du Chataeu after having walked around the entire town (and incidentally visiting 4 guitar stores). This particular experience destroyed my legs, but the views were worth it:
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| The top of the hill is my destination |
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| First set of stairs |
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| First view |
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| And at the top. |
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| And a waterfall also. |
Also, went to a water park. Which is... more or less the same fun you can have in Australia, except they yell at you in French.
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| Aqualand Frejus |
Unfortunately I have no photos from the inside of the park due to the fact that I love my possessions and don't fancy them getting destroyed. Which - incidentally is what happened to my swimming trunks:
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| If they give you a rubber ring to sit in, use it to keep your behind from rubbing on the plastic as you go down. If you don't, bad things happen. |
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