After this little spot by the fountain we neede to make a hasty exit from the village. Allanah decided to have a melt down and screamed her little lungs out. Her voice echoed through the village streets like an untuned instrument. It seems like "The Griswald's" had arrived in Mougins. A quick getaway to the car before anyone could get a true look at our faces ensured that we could return without anyone recognising us...(and she looks so sweet in the photo???)