Hotel Miramar Cap D'Ail
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... things like "of for ***** sake stop it will you and let me try and read these buttons. And then, Paul, stop it...you can't be doing the claustrophobic thing...and he say, Yes I am (see here panicked face) I have to get out now! But it doesn't have any walls, I cry....it is only waist high and perspex to boot....just climb out. To which he did.......leaving me to my own manner of escape which was to push the green button. Deciding to grab some lunch treats for ...
... got Cocktails called 'Billionaire Bombs' which were 25euros each ! But it felt pretty amazing to be sitting on the roof top of a hotel, with the lights and music, and pool and then look down to see the famous hairpin corner of the Formula 1 races. I had a very surreal moment up there, I felt like a millionaire in Monte Carlo!
After a couple of hours we went back to our hotel and all had a reasonably early night, we definitely all needed ...
... her words not ours) to Old Nice and to the food & flower market there. There were lots of other tourists, including the most Australian accents we had heard for quite a while, but we felt very lucky to shown the 'proper' Nice by a local. We had lunch of typical Nice food, which included deep-fried zucchini and fish balls, grilled Sardines and a type of pancake made from chick peas. Very tasty and a good spread of food to share.
... we shopped as well, picking up some extra shirts that were on sale.
The beach was gorgeous, the water is stunning, so blue and it just catches your eye. We found a spot on the busy beach and laid out our stuff and went straight for a swim, the swim actually made me feel a little better. We laid by the beach for about 2 hours, just a relaxing day, I loved it and I even liked the pebbles, they were surprisingly comfortable to ...
... fix that mistake immediately. Sooooooooooooooo tomorrow morning I head to Nice to catch a train to Paris, where I booked a hostel for two nights. I will leave for the farm early Thursday morning.
I feel like I need to point out once again how weird traveling alone is. I am just in my head all day and all night and I am on the verge of becoming that odd homeless-looking woman on the street who you watch whispering ...