Monday, October 09, 2006

Nice





It's 8:20pm and we are on the TGV about an hour and a half south of Paris. The train is very smooth and very fast although now that it is dark there is nothing to see so I thought I would just jot today's blog down and cut and paste it when we get to our hotel which apparently has wireless access.

We left the hotel this morning about 9:30. A glorious day weather wise... warm...not a cloud in the sky and no humidity. We bought coffees and croissants and sat on the promenade Boulevard des Anglais taking in the sights and admiring the ocean which was like glass. We then got on one of these open top tour buses and spent the next hour and a half being driven around admiring gorgeous scenery, following which we had lunch right on the beach in a very nice restaurant. The food was just outstanding and the view unparalleled...Sparkling water, bright sunshine, boats, sun bathers, and all the while the planes from Nice airport taking off over the water...they seemed to just miraculously appear out of the water.... before making a lazy turn south over the Bay of Angels which is where Nice is situated.

The meal was one of the best we have eaten since we have been in Europe and that's saying something. Una had baked Camembert cheese with warm honey sprinkled with pine nuts served with a salad while I had Mussels in a curry sauce which was to die for. I emptied the bread basket just dipping it in the delicious sauce. We shared a bottle of local Rose wine. The lunch wasn't even that expensive....40 euros..about $60. When you consider that included a bottle of wine and 2 outstanding entrees and factor in the location...on the beach in Nice...I think it was a bargain. Following lunch I went for a swim in the sea right in front of the restaurant, (the restaurant had changing facilities and lovely towels to rent) while Una sat and enjoyed the remainder of the wine. The swim was really great...the water was warm and clean and I could have stayed in longer but we reluctantly had to leave and catch our train.

We've been to many places and said it more than once, but Nice is certainly a place we would come back to.

The early part of the train journey was interesting as we travelled the Cote D'Azure past Cannes and other smaller towns but then grew more industrial, less attractive, however it got dark about 7:30. We had bought baguettes and a bottle of wine so we haven't even ventured up to the restaurant car.

Bon Nuit from somewhere south of Paris.


Hello everyone its me Una, just to let you know how much we look forward to and enjoy all your comments on the blog and to let the newcomers, Nike Shoes and Tilly Pants (whoever you are) know how much of a laugh you have given us. Gees, this train is fairly speeding along, it feels as though its ready to take off any minute, I'll have to sign off for now..........love to you all ......Unax

8 comments:

Brian said...

Hello Kevin darling.

Congratulations on all your good saves. We miss you 100 million trillion thingy a may bobs.

Lots and lots of love

G&G X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X

Anonymous said...

Don't you think that with all the topless birds out there they could have shown a better picture than that one of the old turkey??

Anonymous said...

Hi Una & Brian,

Aaaah Nice. Yes It is lovely. Great table cloth shops. Una, did you buy any?

Looking forward to your Paris Blog. Eat a Baguette and Brie sandwich for me. I hope you have Rick Steeve's Paris with you. It's the best way to visit Paris.

Have fun!!
maryAnne

Anonymous said...

just wondering if the sleeping arrangements in Paris will be similar to your first trip there???
Happy belated thanksgiving.

I am getting more and more jealous by the day.

Anonymous said...

Roll on Thursday.Can't wait to see you. Dad too.All prepared for you arriving around 4.00pm.
I was in Nice in June and agree it is worth visiting again.
see you thurs.
mags

Anonymous said...

Siutcase says...........
Oh dear the trip is coming to an end.I am stuffed full of presents for Mags and Diane (who ever they are)and am bound for Scotland which is a small village to the north of England I am told.Apparantly my job is not quite done and I can be expected to be packed full of jam and marmalade for my final journey to Canada.I expect the full support of Nike shoes and Tilley pants and Man Purse when I get home. I do not want to be stuffed into the crawl space and visited once a year by Una wearing a crash helmet.Please anyone come and rescue me and take me away...........
Suitcase

Anonymous said...

WARNING .......IT WON'T MATTER WHAT TIME YOU GET TO DADS , THE FIRST THING HE WILL SAY TO YOU IS "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN" AND WHEN YOU LEAVE HE WILL TELL EVERYBODY HE HARDLY SAW YOU ...........

Anonymous said...

Dissappointed that there were no "real" beach scenes in your pics. Who wants to see a Drag Queen in the water? Did your crocs stand up to the salt water? I hope not! I think you'll fit right in when you arrive in Gay Paree. Una must be walking a few yards behind you on some of these tours.

Have a great time in Paris and Scotland. Can't wait to see a slide show.

PS. Cheer on Scotland 2morrow (playing Ukraine).