Nice, France

Expects Some Stares

“Nice was Nice.” WTF? That wasn’t me saying that, that was another member of a tour group we reluctantly took in order to see some badass Roman aqueducts outside of Barcelona. Well worth it. Upon bringing up our next destination over a friendly lunch discussion, I heard the above statement. That just sounds nice, or niece, either one.

One thing that’s not nice in Nice is the beaches. Sure the water is a blue only reserved for gods, and the increased salt allows super human buoyancy, but the beach rocks. Literally, like small river rocks. Gout causing, painful rocks. But outside by our hotel, squeezed somehow between the restaurants and the clothes stores, I found the perfect opportunity to practice my recently learned French.

The incident happened out of nowhere. After leaving our hotel, we walked down a small road filled with wonderful smells and vendors, two vehicles came to an abrupt stop directly in front of us as we tried to cross the street. Remembering the countless hours of memorizing and speaking French, I blurted out, “Ralph Macchio!” Yeah that one from the Karate Kid. I received the look from the nearby crowd one would expect yelling that name in an Italian accent in Nice, France. 

We were so close we had to visit Monaco. We took the bus to there and back for $6.00. We were not impressed by this country, it was over priced and hilly, but had to see the casino. The 45 minute  bus ride along the coast was absolutely breathtaking and made the trip worth it. 

Nice was nice…





































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