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... I'm back in New Jersey heading to work. Oh well, nothing I can do now but wait. After a 15 minute wait, really wasn't that bad, train arrives, and I hop on for the short 25 minute ride to Cannes.
Upon arrival in Cannes, walk out of the train station and make my way about 5 minutes onto the main attraction of Cannes, the waterfront promenade with the high-end shops and hotels. Of course, the first think you see is the theater ...
... Forget surf, it's non existent. Five or so steps puts you from very shallow water to a definite drop to deep water. Its fun trying to scramble back up the rocks.
Late afternoon we wandered around Nice including the climb to the Chateau and gardens for the views.
Happy hour came along and we found ourselves in a bar alongside some Americans. They were pilots on a layover and we spent a very pleasant time chatting to them. Then, late home as usual, and I prepared our ...
... in the Vieille Ville (Old Town) to try this favorite dish.
With limited space along the narrow alleyways, many of the restaurants in Old Town construct covered platforms that are placed on what would be two parking spots in the street. We were led onto the platform and sat at a cozy table in the corner. Le Amis de Chez Pipo offered a very simple menu: a single or double order of plain socca to be topped with one of the three ...
... though as the next day we headed to Cannes and explored old town of Nice itself. With thunder and lightening storm overhead we had to find a restaurant for shelter, we rolled into quite an expensive one but found something on menu we could afford lol a quick stop off in a bar for a beer afterwards then we got the train back to Nice. The sun was out again and the skies clear, so we meandered through the old town, which was full of quirky shops, ...
... Bunny pooped out jelly beans (as he does) around the place leading to Peter Rabbit, that I sneakily bought and packed back in the Betrix Potter Museum back in Lake District. And, of course, a chocolate bunny. So while the girls were looking at instagram pics of their friends posting mass amounts of chocolate that would end up vomited down the toilet by lunch time, they were more than happy with their one chocolate bunny and a Peter Rabbit. I ...