Hotel Campanile Nice Acropolis
Travel Blogs from Nice
... profusely apologized that our room would not be ready for another 30 minutes, and gave us a voucher to get drinks at the bar while we waited. This is where the 18E/each cocktail comes in. Worth it (when you're not paying for it)! Our room is gorgeous, and we spent a while lounging at the rooftop pool, where I took my 4th sun nap.
For dinner, we walked to the old part of Nice, Vieux Ville, for a ...
... we headed to the beach, despite the ****** weather, because you have to go to the beach in Nice. The scenery was nice at least. Tonight was probably the funniest night I've had on the whole trip. We headed to Monaco, the richest country in the world, where the vast majority of people are millionaires or billionaires. Saw the Royal Palace as well as a house where Elton John lived. Had an amazing meal at a restaurant ...
... over the ocean watching the sailboats, yachts, and ferries. Grabbed a couple of ice cream cones and rested our weary feet.
Katie broke her pinkie toe when we arrived in Nice. As well as having blisters and peeling skin which I also suffered from during this trip. In the riveria, Katie and I limped along from place to place because of the pains our feet are in. Thank goodness only a few days are left before we are able to put our feet to rest.
Saturday 28 December
It hadn't snowed overnight but there was still a good
covering everywhere. And the road was clear so there were no problems with
coaching to Zurich Airport.
As we lost altitude we also lost the picture post card white
blanket. Crossing the River Rhine also meant crossing the border into
Switzerland which was a non event, apart from officials checking the coach had
paid its road tax ...
... We led our troops through the train station in Nice and had to take a bit of a detour because the exterior of the station was being renovated. We crossed the street en route to meeting our bus driver. A constant problem for our large group is the students' complete disregard for local pedestrians and motorists. They seem oblivious to the fact that there are other people around that are trying to get from one place to another. At the Metro in France we often took up ...