Monaco sure is its own very ritzy country. With an area of 2 km squared and a population of 36,370, Monaco is the second smallest and most densely populated country in the world. At nighttime I went to the Monte Carlo casino. I am no fun when it comes to gambling, especially being on a budget camping trip. I couldn’t afford to buy myself lunch some days and I ate the leftovers of others like a scavenger. As soon as I heard we were going to the casino I immediately thought of flashing lights, noise, and cha-ching. However this casino is completely quiet. There is no talking, no flashing lights, and no cha-ching. It is still really fancy, though, with jewels and chandeliers. You aren’t allowed to take photos on the inside, and maybe I would have taken some anyway (as usual) if the lady at the door didn’t immediately snatch my camera from my wrist. Fine then.
The cold that I came down with in Spain was still very present. I frequently had coughing fits at times and did not want to begin one in the Monte Carlo. Unfortunately, I had no such luck and I went through multiple coughing fights before hobbling to the bar and ordering a virgin orange juice in a chain smoker voice. It cost me 8 euros and a funny look from the bartender, but that orange juice needed to be consumed. With my orange juice in hand, I stood awkwardly around some of the gamblers playing and pretended as though I knew what was going on. I just ooo’ed, awe’d, and clapped when everyone else did. I pretended to look really impressed at the the gentleman next to me playing as he subtly looked around for praise. The man beside me asked where we were all staying and I told him that we were staying in tents. He didn’t believe me. When I knew I would be camping for over a month I accepted the fact that I just might look like a cave woman by the end of it. But we all managed to clean up really well.
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