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June 12, 2011


June 12, 2011

    Today, we woke up early with no alarm set. It was about 8 a.m. We got dressed and walked down to the train station to check it out. The walk was a little easier today since we weren't as tired as last evening. We took a map this time, which was good because this place is ridiculously confusing. The weather was great, it was warm with a cold ocean breeze. 

     Our first stop was the Russian Orthodox Church, it was a beautiful structure, I wish I could have taken pictures but we weren't allowed. Next door there was a little pastry shop, so we bought breakfast and walked down the street eating our yummy formage turnover.

  We searched for another touristy point on our map but never found it. We kept ending up in these little alleyways with dead ends. Plus, it was all uphill so I was exhausted. We had walked miles and miles in just one morning. We jumped in another tram, illegally again, but as we got on it, there was an announcement on the loudspeaker saying that the tram was out of order. So, we decided to walk. I am so glad that we walked because we got lost in the streets of Nice and ended up finding an outdoor fresh market that hosted vendors with an array of fruits, vegetables, fresh fish and seafood, flowers, herbs, and homemade soaps. We bought a handful of very large cherries and were happily satisfied. We also found the most beautiful church I have ever seen. It was a hidden gem, with the most beautiful structures and paintings I have ever seen. (I was able to take pictures there, so they will be up soon.)

      We also went to the city's Contemporary Art museum and saw some great  pieces and some not so great pieces. We did go up some 6 stories of the museum and took pictures of the view. 

    We roamed the streets, and ended up at the same restaurant where we had a glass of wine at the night before. We had peeked at the tables around us and had seen pure deliciousness, so we thought we would treat ourselves! So glad we did! Ray had a steak and I had a seafood linguine. Talk about fresh! After the restaurant, we walked very slowly and jumped on a tram back to the hotel, where we showered and I am currently writing this from and where Ray is taking a nice, long nap. I also wanted to add that I hand-washed our dirty clothes and have them hanging on the windowsill. Very French of us, huh. :)

. I also wanted to add that I hand-washed our dirty clothes and have them hanging on the windowsill. Very French of us, huh. :)

Tomorrow, we catch a train to Sanremo, Italy. 

  • ****Note: Ray will be posting up his experiences too. Stay tuned! 

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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.

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