We followed the one-way path back to the entrance. Before we got there we were pulled over by police. They politely informed us that we were not allowed to have our vehicle in this area. Since we were tourists they were forgiving and allowed us to drive out. We continued on to the spot where I saw the sign I missed upon entry. Since we still had to retreive Karen, I decided to reenter with our vehicle and drive back and get her. As we were making our way through the narrow streets, a police vehicle fell in line behind us. Before, we got to the plaza we were pulled over again. Luckily, it was different cops than last time. These ones weren’t so friendly and ordered us directly to leave. They warned us they could be arrest us, but would not provided we drove straight out. To ensure our compliance, they would follow us. I obeyed and crossed the plaza where Karen was waiting for us.
Noticeing us, Karen gave a big wave and set up to take our picture. The police behind us were not understanding about her need to record our adventure. They honked and motioned for us to move along. While Karen was still trying to line up a picture, we scooted away. Once outside the gate, I parked and walked back into Centre Ville to find my sister. No luck, I could not find her, so I returned to our vehicle. There I found Joe being held over the trunk while two officers searched our belongings. I protested that we were looking for our sister. The officers were only concerned about security and informed us that they had already escorted Karen off the hill. We were told we could pick her up on the street that leads down to the harbor. It was also suggested that once we found her we leave Monaco unless we wanted to spend a night in jail. I believed they were serious and after picking up Karen headed directly into France. Karen did get a nice shot of me leaning out the driver’s window with a frantic look about me. Behind me was a police car, with two officers looking impatient.