For two days in a row I’ve attempted to extract from the staff of Zebra Beach, Beaulieu-sur-Mer, a simple, basic substance – tap water. And after a wrestle on both occasions I finally managed it. Creative excuses: “we don’t have any”, “it tastes terrible”, “we’re by the sea”…. odd for France, where you normally get a carafe d’eau without a murmur, sometimes even without asking.
In fact I was under the impression that by law in France restaurants had to provide it. Anyone know if that’s true? (My hotel is right beside the police station…)
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