Hotel Ibis Nice Aeroport
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... and headed to the Ticketing area. There were 3 kiosks, one had a Windows error and wasn't working, one was for buying tickets, and one was for printing prepaid tickets. We went to the kiosk to do exactly as we did in Genoa, followed the RailEurope instruction and......nope. No tickets. You can only print tickets from the kiosk when your destination is the same country. Ventimiglia, Italy to Nice, France wasn't going to work. And all the real people ...
... on the sides, palm trees and blue sky. After a quick stop at the hostel to change and book hostels for the next few nights, I headed to the beach for some much deserved R&R. The beach is not what I expected: pebbles, not sand. So I brought a towel with me to lay on and just laid down for an hour and a half, rotating once in awhile, in order not to burn and get a tan on my back and front. This was the first time I got to stop and relax on my trip. But now ...
... with herbs. Happily landed in Nice, I was beyond satisfied as I made my way up the steps to my apartment. It's amazing to finally be back at my second home after two years, I truly missed it! I struggled to keep myself awake, fighting off the jet lag. I slept for 16 hours last night, and I'm feeling rather rested. I plan to relax and enjoy the city, and maybe find some things that I haven't done yet. I promise I will post more than once :). I ...
... in large pebbles rather than sand. As a result there is no sand clouding the water giving the Mediterranean a deep blue color. I inadvertently stepped into a bike lane and felt a hand wrap around my elbow and pull me back onto the sidewalk just before a bicyclist flew passed me. I thanked the stranger for saving my life and we joked about the crazy bicyclists in the city. We just kept talking as we walked. ...
... in the streets, as one hears french. Nice reminds me just a bit of my hometown Bern: probably because of its tramway, the street musicians and somewhat laid back atmosphere; however, Bern can not boast itself of having beach, but never the less has the beautiful Aare river with just as many pebbles as the coast line here!
I have taken my first swim in the Mediterranean yesterday afternoon: the water is between turquoise and dark ...
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