Day 6: Exploring Nice

When we woke up Wednesday, it was rainy out. We got a late start trying to decide what to do. My sister decided to go for a run while my parents, Will and I headed right down our street to Musee Massena. It was a very cool museum – I remember my mom and I falling in love with some of the table settings they had on display.

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Day 5: Monaco and Eze

We left our apartment earlier than the previous days and stopped at the tourism office for directions to Monaco. None of us had high hopes for what we were told was the “Atlantic City” of the Cote d’Azur. Still, we took the 100 bus along the coast, accidentally missing our stop and ending up in Monaco’s harbor.

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Day 4: Villefranche!

We woke up late again but started the day with fresh croissants so all was well.
Our plan was to cover Villefranche and Eze, so we set out on foot to find the bus. On our way to Garibaldi Square, we saw a sign for the Tourism Office and thought it would be a good idea to pop in. There we learned that Villefranche and Eze could not be done in one day. The woman recommended we visit Villefranche and the Jardins Rothschild instead.
We took the tram from Massena to Garibaldi Square, where we picked up the 100 bus headed to Octroi.
We got off the bus in Villefranche and began our descent to the beach through (what I now know is) the old Fort du Mont Alban. We walked along the coast, taking in the beautiful harbor.
It was lunchtime, so we browsed the many restaurants along the water. We decided to sit outside at La Fille du Pecheur (small portions, but yummy!).

Street Music

After lunch, we headed to the beach. It was PACKED! We walked along the water in search of a place to set up. When we finally spotted a piece of unclaimed beach, we jumped on it.

The beach in Villefranche was one of my favorites. Like most of the Cote d’Azur (that we saw), the water got very deep very quickly. The water was calm, so we swam out pretty far (although not as far as some brave individuals who ventured all the way out to the boats!) and floated in the sea. It was so peaceful.
When we eventually packed up and left the beach, we walked up into the old city, stopping in a beautiful little church to see a quick art exhibit.
When we got to the bus stop, we ran into trouble. After waiting for an hour, it became clear that no buses were going to show up without “Complet” signs across the front. I made friends with an adorable white, long-haired chihuahua named Dustin. While Dustin gave me kisses, his mom/owner gave us recommendations. She looked like an older, French Carrie Bradsaw. When we asked about Jardins Rothschild, she took a moment before responding with a completely different pronunciation (no wonder no one had understood what we were looking for). “Ah,” she nodded, “Exquisite.” With the unfortunate bus situation, we knew we wouldn’t make it to the gardens that day, but we moved them to our “must” list. Eventually, Carrie fought her way onto a bus (not an option for our party of five). The conductor wasn’t happy to see Dustin. They argued in French before he conceded and the bus left the station with Carrie, Dustin and our hopes of returning to Nice any time soon.
As we continued to wait, we started talking to a young Dutch couple. Lisa and Teun were from the Netherlands and shared our love for American television. We chatted with them until my mom recalled a pub she had seen down the road earlier. Sick of waiting, we decided to grab a drink. We exchanged e-mails with Lisa and Teun and agreed to meet up later in the week.
Of course, as soon as we sat down at the bar, empty buses started arriving. I was forced to chug my rosé as we sprinted to the stop to catch a ride back to Nice.

Day 3: Swimming with the Locals

IMG_0061-0When doing my research for our trip to Nice, I found an article about the best beaches. We were planning to navigate the region using public transportation and I wasn’t sure how easy it would be to get around, but I printed the recommendations out anyway.

We woke up late on our third day in France to my dad cooking eggs and bacon. My mom had ventured out to buy fresh croissants. Breakfast at our apartment was lovely every day we were there!
As we ate, we decided our goal for the day would be to check out the “Diving Board Beach”. We needed to find the 81 bus, which turned out to be wayyyy harder than expected. In fact, by the time we found a bus stop, we had walked so far that we were almost at our destination. My dad made the executive decision to carry on and so we did!

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Tri-State Bucket List

Well… I’m already cold.

Summer isn’t even over yet but everyone seems to be talking about pumpkin and coffee … (or is it pumpkin coffee?) and other things related to the season on the horizon. Yes, even if the calendar says otherwise, Fall is here.

While I will miss being warm (and so will Felipe, who is already shivering on our morning walks), I am excited for the season and all the fabulous things that come with it. Perhaps because I visited the Brooklyn Flea for the first time last weekend or maybe because I’m depressed about the weather getting cooler and I need something to focus on, I bring you….

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