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...this is just water off the oil skins of François Spoerry, the man responsible for the Riviera's most spectacular new marina. Spoerry, 56, is an Alsatian architect and boat nut. He bought his swamp (for $600,000) in 1966; he dredged it and built the quays; he designed the houses and has been putting them up ever since. "I have tried to integrate the boat into the life of the vacation house," he says. "I built Port Grimaud for people who love sailing and the sea." And naturally, for profit...
...friends?florists, restaurateurs, airline employees, local city-guide editors, shopkeepers. They commit numerous howlers?and so has Fielding. In his 1969 book, he says that there are "only 125 miles of turnpike" in France, when in fact there are more than 600. He calls St. Tropez on the Riviera "a sweet little port," and maybe it is?in the winter. During the warm summer months, it is the closest
...peasants alike, a ubiquitous cigarette dangling off-center on his lower lip. De Gaulle liked best the France of the history books. Pompidou lives each day as it comes, reveling in the hurly-burly of politics and high finance, equally at ease in galleries of modern art, in a Riviera nightclub or behind a university lectern...
...find a barber in Antibes or a salesgirl in Lyon who has visited the U.S. ?or anywhere else?as a tourist. Practically everyone, it seems, has made a summertime visit to the Spanish coast, where villas rent for a fraction of the price they command on the Riviera. Politics, which not so long ago determined whether fresh milk was available at the store, has become a subject of occasional levity. At Paris' Ca-veau de la République, a political cabaret near the Place de la République, performers last week managed to take the political news in stride...
...headed fellow crying "A has Chagalir Splat! With unerring aim he squirted Malraux in the face with a syringe full of red paint. Cat-quick, Malraux grabbed the weapon and squirted the squirter back. "There are cranks everywhere," he shrugged as the flics took custody of the offender, a Riviera artist named Pierre Pinoncelli. "I don't intend to press charges," said Malraux. "It's just watercolor," cried Pinoncelli as the cops carted him away. "You won't even have to send your coat to the cleaner-just wash...