mercredi 7 novembre 2007

Sunday















Top - sunset over Nice
Second - desert!
Third - the flower market
Fourth - Centre of Nice
Fifth - View over Nice from the castle
Bottom - Nice's tramway

We walked to the flower market on Sunday morning and then around the old part of town before climbing goodness knows how many steps up to the castle. It was warm and sunny and the views were amazing over the port and out towards the sea, over the town. We stopped in the old town to have a coffee and whilst we sat there we saw a man trying to back out a car. All he had to do was reverse in a straight line. Simple. He had no fewer than 8 people standing around him waving their arms yelling directions. Since when has it taken 8 people to reverse a car out?! A man then came along wheeling a trolley of shopping and dropped a glass jar of sugar in the middle of the road. Before he could come back armed with a cardboard box and brush a landrover had driven over it! Free entertainment with our coffee in the old part of Nice, it was so good infact that we had a second coffee! After the coffee we went into a little toy shop where I bought a birthday card which I later noticed over lunch was printed in Ludlow! I can't believe I come all the way to live in the south of France and go on holiday along the coast and end up buying something I could have got at home! We stopped at a restaurant along the sea front for lunch. I had a croque monsieur sans jambon and une glace which, I must say, was delicious. We were there for quite sometime, there was only one waiter and, bless him, he was rushed off his feet. If I'd have been him I'd have given up when the lady at the table opposite us clicked her fingers at him when it was obvious the poor man was struggling to cope! After lunch it was getting towards 16h. We took Le Petit Train Touristique around Nice which wasn't that much different to Le Petit Train in Marseille. It was a good way to see all the main tourist bits of Nice though. After Le Petit Train we went back to the hotel and cooked pasta. It was our final evening in Nice. I couldn't believe how quickly it had gone!