From the 11th to the 14th September, I was in Nice for the weekend. Two weeks later and I'm still thinking about...
La Promenade des Anglais. Jumping on a bus outside the airport, the first view of Nice (aside from those from the aeroplane. The airport, by the way, is basically on the sea) was the road which I cruised along. It was lined with palm trees, hills in front, the city to the left, the tranquility of the sea to the right, a cloudless blue sky and hot summer's sun overhead. I felt like I was living in a photograph used to accompany a summer playlist- The kind listened to when driving in an open top car. I loved the evening/ night time walks along the promenade, passing rollerbladers and skateboarders who I wished I could join with and the groups of people-mostly students- drinking (responsibly) on the beach.
Fenocchio. That famous ice cream place. The stand, in Vieux Nice, sells all kinds of exciting flavours. You'll find avocado, cinnamon, Nutella, olive, peach, Bailey's, Irish coffee to name a few. I chose lavender and rose because the two- delightfully delicate- are made for each other.
Vieux Nice. Getting lost in the narrow lanes consisting of small shops and restaurants was fun but what's with all the touristy cat stuff? (Including a store filled with cat-covered everything) I didn't see one living cat in Nice.
The pretty buildings. Pale pinks, blues, yellows and green with contrasting shutters. So Mediterranean. So cheerful!
Things I did
Vendredi: Explored, sat on rocks by the sea, regretted my choice in packing because it was way hotter than anticipated
Samedi: Day trip to Roquebrune-Cap-Martin / Monaco, sat on a small beach in Monte-Carlo and jealously watched my brother swimming in the sea because I forgot to bring my bikini with me, jumped over waves in the shallowest end, fell in love.
Dimanche: Got woken up by a thunderstorm at 7am, looked around the Musée d'art moderne et d'art contemporain and the Théâtre de la Photographie et de l'Image in the afternoon
Lundi: Wondered around the Cours Seleya antique market which was packed with stuff I wish I could have taken back on the plane with me, walked up la colline du château and admired the views.