Eurotrip 2012- Nice Part 1

Back to France! Back to France!

This had to be one of the most beautiful parts of the bus journey. We went all along the coast- got a really good look at Monaco and other swanky places on our way to Nice.

Kinda like Vegas this whole area feels a little excessive it just appears and then you’re driving by houses of the rich and famous and fancy pants cars pass you every few minutes. It’s quite strange. I wouldn’t mind heading back here though to check out some of the islands and such.

We didn’t have the best stay at all in our hotel. You can read my review here. Ahhh screw it- here’s the review:
“The area isn’t the best as it’s right by the train station- but that’s somewhat a given as you get all sorts near public transportation- but our windows opened up right onto the tracks so it was always quite loud as the trains rattled by. First of all the hotel was tricky to find as there’s no signage out front, there’s nothing to indicate which floor the hotel is on- and once we made our way inside the building we had to wait an hour after ringing the bell for anyone to come to the door- to be asked why we hadn’t rang the bell (when we had as well as phoned two separate numbers for assistance). When I got the chance to use the wifi I noticed an email sent from the hotel 2 days earlier confirming my stay and asking us to confirm our check in time- with directions and codes to get into the building- but this wasn’t helpful as we hadn’t had wifi access in our previous hotel and I’d booked way back in May … This email seemed a bit delayed. Once we got into the room we noticed the two twin beds pushed together had entirely different mattresses, the towels provided were stained and of course the noise from the tracks. You had to kind of make a choice between roasting in the heat or shutting out the noise. My booking confirmation mentioned laundry facilities and breakfast but neither were offered to us- to be fair the woman had let us in in her dressing gown so I felt as if we’d caught her at a bad time… The shared toilet wasn’t the cleanest room and we ran out of paper once during our stay. The sink also does not work in the room so you have to hope no one is in the shower so you can wash your hands. The shower itself floods and the shower head isn’t fastened to the wall. At check out we wanted to complain but it’s hard to communicate with this woman who had literally disappeared for most of our stay until it came time for payment- she seemed to struggle in both French and English a bit which I found odd…”

To add to that- she asked at one point what we thought of Nice and we said we’d been enjoying it to which she responded “c’est fatiguant” which for anyone who doesn’t speak French – means wearying, irritating, boring, tiresome. I guess honesty should be appreciated but for fuck sake she’s in the travel industry. Cheer up toots.

She also tried to overcharge me by a couple dollars so I pulled out my confirmation and set that straight. Do not stay there. Good lord.

Moving along- Nice is lovely. I really, really like France in general. People were generally quite friendly and helpful. We did our laundry on our first night and got some Chinese food before heading back to our room.

The next day we explored. We were really lucky the whole time we were there it was very warm- but not Italy warm and we had constant sunshine. Notre Dame de Nice was right by our hotel so we checked him out. The way they light him up at night is really pretty.

We walked down to Place Masséna. I love the Jaume Plense statues there. We admired the Fontaine de la Soleil, checked out the Jardin Albert 1er, as well as the Promenade des Anglais. The water is so blue in Nice. It is so lovely. We pondered going for a swim but we never did end up in the water.

Then we started to make our way to Vieux Nice. Easily one of my favourite spots that we traveled to. Old Nice is AMAZING. So, so, awesome. We walked through Cours Saleya on the way and admired all the strange trickets that people were selling. Every time we went through that area the market was entirely different. This time it was antiques and odd knick knacks. I saw so many old posters, signs, typewriters, glasses, etc that I would have LOVED to own- but the thought of carrying any of that stuff around in a backpack deterred me.

We checked out Nice Cathedral as well as Chapelle de la Misericorde. We ate gelato, we peeked at loads of wee shops and made the decision that we’d pretty much spend all the of the following day wandering through the Old Town again.

K

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