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June 10-11, 2011

Status: Nice, France

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 June 10 & June 11, 2011 - We were in and out of airports for a total of about twenty-four hours. Every flight had a delay, each one being between two and four hours. After three flights to New York, Brussels, and Rome, we finally got a transfer flight to Nice, France. When we got outside of the airport to jump in a cab, all the taxi-drivers had Mercedes Benz automobiles! The guy who took us spoke no English, drove very close to other cars and cut off more than half. Twenty-five euros later, we got to our destination, Nice de Fleurs hotel.

  We dropped off our backpacks and headed out to venture the city. We turned at every corner and the streets never seemed to end. There were tiny cafe's everywhere packed with the most interesting people I've ever seen. The streets were full with young people in their early twenties. I didn't see a middle aged person for hours. Looking up, the tightly packed buildings were decorated with clean laundry and potted plants. Every window in every building seemed to have a beautiful iron cast balcony. French women hung out of windows, smoking cigarettes and looking quite dramatic.

     It didn't get dark until about 9:30 pm, which threw me off completely. I was definitely jet-lagged, I couldn't stop moving for long periods of time because I still felt like I was on a plane. I didn't have my land legs yet!

 We jumped in a city tram, illegally I must add because we never payed for a ticket, and took a ride back up to our hotel. The tram as jam-packed, and I mention again that there were only young people. By the end of the night, we were ready for a bed.

Our hotel room was a little efficiency studio, on the second floor of a creepy building, where you have to turn on your own lights in the hallway when you get off the elevator. No air condition  was provided in the room and a boiler was needed for hot water. It sounds worse than it actually was. We slept with the window open, and the sounds of muffled voices and passing cars were quite soothing. Ray and I slept like the dead.

Posted by Lizzy001 10:46 Archived in France

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