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It's nice in Nice! Yachts, Bentleys, and Trainers
I want to start by adding something that I forgot to write about on the last blog. Our train to Nice was supposed to leave from Barcelona at 845 and so we planned to get up early and walk down there. Well, we over slept and ran about a mile to the station. We got on the train with about 2 minutes to spare. Now we are on a train again. It's about …
Day 16 - The Monte Carlo
... per item not load and that would cost like a weeks accommodation to have clean clothes. We had afternoon tea of macarons on the wharf at the beach. The French man at the macaron place got confused because meg and I ordered after the boys and he said 'I thought the guys bought enough for four' hehe no. Meg an I got three each. I got a vanilla, Nutella and a caramel. Very yummy! Walking back to the hotel locals had set up some stalls selling ...
Day 14 - Welcome to France
... the train we were on was being cancelled. GREAT! At the random station between Genova and Ventimiglia we talk to a nice American man who is also heading to Nice France. He warns us of theft and shares our frustration at having to get up at the crack of dawn to get a train that was now cancelled. After sleeping my way through to nice we hop on a tram to our hostel. Meg narrowly avoids being hit by a car, adjusting from the Italy norm of just crossing the road when you feel like ...
We return to the ancestral manse
... up on a branch of the lemon tree so that it contained a blossom, which grew into a lemon within the bottle. When it was ripe, I cut the stem of the lemon, untied the bottle, and filled it with vodka. We still have it. During its decade-long marination the lemon has become somewhat bleached out, and the vodka has acquired a strong yellow tint. The passage of time can be marked in so many ways.
We went back up the road for lunch at La Petite ...
Grasse
... baguette I sat in a cute in a cute little garden to eat lunch and rest from the heat of the day for a little bit. After lunch I wandered around for a bit then caught the bus back into Nice. For dinner I joined up with a Torontonian (not an American!) and got some bread, cheese, fruit and wine from the supermarket and had a bit of a picnic down on the stony Nice beach. It was still really warm out late at night, and quite a few people were still swimming in the water in the ...