Le Meridien Beach Plaza Monaco

Monaco is quite a strange place. A large chunk of it looks like it was built by blind millionaire property developers in the Seventies and Eighties, (no wonder there are so many yacht owners there – clearly desperate to sail away as often as possible so they can avert their gaze).

Lacking a yacht of my own,  I avoided offending my eyes with the carbuncular architecture by spending Saturday facing out to sea. (As we were horse-fixated at the astonishing Longines Global Champions Tour show jumping competition both evenings until quite late, we had the day to ourselves to do as we wished.

Le Meridien Beach Plaza Monaco

Pretty much the only thing that would visually improve the Meridien Beach Plaza hotel building with its Eighties’ mirrored glass walls would be a wrecking ball, but it does have a huge salt water swimming pool, and a  pretty open air  restaurant overlooking the beach. (Avoid the one on the concrete terrace leading out of the hotel; it looks and feels like something from the less salubrious part of the Costa del Sol.)

I found a spot by the Bougainvillea to have lunch a seul.

Le Meridien Beach Plaza Monaco

My table.

Le Meridien Beach Plaza Monaco

And ordered a club sandwich and a bottle of Badoit.

muse restaurant Le Meridien Beach Plaza Monaco

oh and this teeny tiny strawberry not-quite Vacherin.

strawberry vachein muse restaurant Le Meridien Beach Plaza Monaco

Warning: do not show anyone with heart problems the bills from the restaurant.

muse restaurant Le Meridien Beach Plaza Monaco

I spent the rest of the afternoon working outdoors, occasionally doing a few laps in the pool. Unfortunately it became quite chilly as the afternoon wore on. But chilly in Monaco is the equivalent of a London summer day, so not much to complain about.

Le Meridien Beach Plaza Monaco

The evening was spent at the show jumping arena, of which more later, and finally in Jimmy’z at the show jumping VIP after party.  This photo sums up the clientele outside of the party enclosure pretty neatly. Think shirts unbuttoned two inches too far, chest rugs, bad Herve Leger, platform heels, and obscene sports car ownership.

Longines Global Champions Tour 2013 Monaco

Thankfully Sunday morning was both gorgeous,and Herve Leger-clad women free. Our car to the airport was due at 1030am but, even after walking home from Jimmy’z at 3am, we all managed to wake up at 8, full of beans. I, quite spectacularly frankly, headed to the gym. It’s amazing how much more pleasant the treadmill can be when this is the view.

Le Meridien Beach Plaza Monaco

Then I headed to the pool for some laps,

Le Meridien Beach Plaza Monaco

and  breakfast with Michael the photographer. Unfortunately we were a little too insouciant and were still downstairs in our swimming costumes and damp robes at 1025. Cue a race upstairs, shower, frantic packing and reappearance a mere ten minutes later.

We arrived at the airport two and a half hours before the flight, due to slight hysteria on the part of our driver, who was convinced that the airport approach was closed and we would need hours to get there. Sigh. So we sat outside on a luggage trolley in the sun, drinking coffee. And came up with a new hashtag: antiglamour.

Longines Global Champions Tour 2013 Monaco

nice airport

Sasha Wilkins

Antiglamour describes the orange bus only too well.

nice airport

As we landed at Gatwick Susanne, Michael and I realised why we were so goddamn perky first thing; we were still under the influence  of Jimmy’z Champagne after just five hours of sleep.  With raging hangovers kicking in, the three of us felt so comprehensively unwell that we ended up in the Gatwick branch of Giraffe eating revolting Nachos before we could even think about catching the train back to London.

More antiglamour.

nachos

But, in the modern age, really when is travel glamorous for the majority of us? And everything else about the weekend felt like the pinnacle of glamour. We had such a lovely weekend, so a huge thanks to Longines for hosting us in Monte Carlo for the Monaco leg of the Longines Global Champions Tour 2013.

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16 comments

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Am gutted that someone as well travelled and intelligent as you can tar the whole of the Costa del Sol with one brush…

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@Charlotte: I think the blame lies more with the Spanish government and its unfettered planning regulations in the 70s and 80s.

Most places have good and bad: Blackpool, for example, is actually quite lovely in parts, but is used as a shorthand for a certain kind of resort, as is the Costa del Sol, so I have no problem with using it as a broad strokes anaology as 99% of readers will know exactly what I mean.

But, I’ve taken note and qualified the statement.

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@LLG: I think the qualified statement is perfect!

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looks wonderful and thank you for bringing the blue skies back with you!

ps. where did you get that dress, looks like the perfect little sun dress

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@claire: It’s the Whistles Adrianne Ink Pot Print Dress here http://bit.ly/16qMRzZ. It’s fabulous. Washes like a dream too. LLGxx

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@LLG: Brill thanks! Just what I’ve been looking for
xxx

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Wow, it sure does look lovely! I’ve been to Monaco once and your pictures make me miss it a whole lot more!

xoxo,
Roxanne C.
Laced Ivory – Singapore’s Beauty, Fashion & Lifestyle

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@Roxanne C.: Thank you; it’s a quite extraordinary place. Def worth a second visit! LLGxx

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I was going to asks the same thing as Claire…..love that dress!

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@Tiffany: It’s the Whistles Adrianne Ink Pot Print Dress here http://bit.ly/16qMRzZ. LLGxx

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Thank you!!

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58 euros !!!!

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@annemarie: INSANITY, right? For two chicken clubs, no drinks. My mozzarella, tomato, avocado club, Badoit & Vacherin was SEVENTY euros. Thank goodness I wasn’t picking up the checks. LLGxx

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that does look like a very good sandwich, though it eally would need to be! very jealous about the showjumping

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Having lived in Nice and its surrounding areas for 12 years before moving back to the UK 3 years ago, I found this to be an excellent description of Monaco. I have never understood the fuss over Monaco or Cannes, there are so many much nicer places in the area. But I suppose I should be grateful that they are less well-known…

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