Eze, France - page 4 part 3

Our bus left out for Eze, France. The name of the town is pronounced Ez as in Ezra but without the ra.  It is located on a mountain top. Actually the town is in the mountain top. This place started a long time ago and one of those groups - who desperately wanted to own Eze because it was strategically located on / in a mountain top, overlooking the bay and everything around it - carved, what is basically, caves in the solid rock mountain top. Now those "caves" are full of shop keepers.
When we got to Eze, a line formed by the toilets to pay the fee and take care of business. The lady's room line was a long one. As I mentioned in my last post, we bus tour people were wearing ear buds to follow what the tour guide was talking about. The tour guide waited for a short time near the toilets, then gathered "the good to go" folks and headed up the mountain path.

When I came out of the toilet, I could hear little snippets of information from the guide through the ear buds. "And they both plunged to their death .....cccrrrrr (static), ..... this exciting point ..... ccccrrrr (static), and the knife was this close to the Queen's neck ... cccrrrrr .  I was determined to find my group! I headed up the hill, guessing at which way they might have gone in this mountain maze. I even asked a few folks who were sitting around - not climbing the hill. "They went that way," they pointed. As I got closer to my group, the sound got clearer but as they moved on in the tour, I would lose them. And as for Philip, I don't know where he was, I assumed with the group, until I saw him come out of a cave / shop, which was the size of a walk in closet.
Finally, I gave up on the tour and took out the ear buds. I walked around with Philip, just people watching. At one point a man dressed in official 'bike' gear, was walking his bike down the mountain walk way. He was wearing spikes on his shoes so it was hard for him to keep his footing on the slippery, stone path. He looked out of place since there were no other bikers.  This guy looked lost - off course.
     Philip and I made our way down the mountain. It was almost time to head back to our tour bus and go back to the ship. Then Philip decided to walk down into the town near Eze.  We had 15 minutes to be back to the bus, so I told him that we should head back. He totally ignored me and walked on down the street. I sat down on a park bench to wait for him. Here's the thing about taking a cruise. They insist on folks being punctual. If the ship is to set sail at 7PM, you don't want to get back to the dock at 7:10PM. I was feeling anxious. In about ten minutes, Philip came strolling back then started teasing me about being a nervous Nelly.
   When we got back to the ship, it was dinner time. Of course, I chose my next night's dinner and when the dessert menu came and I looked at "chocolate this or chocolate that," Glenn was there to bring me a special dessert made just for me, since ... yeah, Lactose. They brought me a steamed pear half which had fruit juice poured over it. So exciting!  Later, Philip and I went up to the "all the time dining" on deck 11 for some real dessert.