The beautiful terrain with olive groves and trees surrounding Villa Malaparte. The sun is shining from a clear blue sky. I can hear the ocean below me, I sense the afternoon breeze touching my skin. I take in the aromas of blossoming orange trees and mandarine leaves, feeling the warm rocks with my hands. The atmosphere is serene, almost biblical.
He produces a brand new bottle of Jack Daniels from his bag. Relieved, I enter the lounge area and push the button of the vending machine for a soda. I return to VS with the can of Coke and say: ”You want ice with that?” There is a moment of silence while he empties the soda into the liquor. ”No, son. But you can drop me off at the Rainbow.”
It’s an impressive house, perfect for exiles. Villa Nellcôte is a large, 19th-century Côte d’Azur mansion, facing the glittering views of Villefranche Bay. High wrought iron gates, fragrant pine trees and palm trees all keep unwanted visitors at bay. Perhaps the best way to describe Villa Nellcôte is something between a backstage dressing room and a hotel suite.