Nice is nice

Greetings from the French Riviera.
Nice to be specific.

We took the train from Paris to Nice yesterday which was a beautiful ride. Although Nicholaus and I slept for a good portion of the ride so Byron and Max told us it was beautiful.

We arrived in Nice and finally found our way to the hotel after asking several bus drivers. Thankfully everyone we have encountered so far has been helpful with our less than stellar French. Our hotel is a former convent from the 1700s. We were expecting tiny rooms; and while they aren’t what I would call spacious, they are adequate. We have a lovely view over a street of Old Nice. Last night we explored a little around old Nice and found some amazingly charming shops.

Today we took the bus to a little village called Eze. It is a tiny village built in the side of the mountains overlooking the Riviera. It is amazingly beautiful. There isn’t much to do there besides look at the views, so that’s what we did. Although while we were waiting for our return bus, we looked at a real estate guide and determined that these views come at a pretty steep price. Looks like we won’t be buying any property here for a while.

We returned to Nice and then explored the Promenade D’Anglais which is the boardwalk along the Mediterranean. We spent quite a bit of time there. The boys were amazed that the beaches are not sandy like at home. But rather are nothing but rocks. We then wandered back through Old Nice to our hotel stopping at a few shops and stores along the way. And now all of the boys know why I always talk about the bread and sweets of France. Every bakery and patisserie that we go by they think we should stop and try something because it all looks so yummy. And so far they haven’t been wrong.

I am breaking my #1 rule of traveling to write this post. We are at McDonalds. YUCK. I don’t like McDonalds when I’m at home, much less when I’m traveling. But the internet at the hotel won’t let us connect and this is the only connection close by. So I am such a giver that I broke my traveling rule to send this. You’re welcome.

We head out early tomorrow morning for Venice. It’s an 8 hour train ride. It should be a beautiful one as well. Again, I don’t know that we’ll have internet connection in Venice. But if so, we’ll post. If not, we’ll be in Rome on Friday and I’ll post then.

Until then, we are saying au revoir to France.