Barcelona was fantastically fun, but after the constant go-go-go, Dan and I were really looking forward to being lazy relaxing for a couple of days in…NICE!
We took a late flight and were greeted with this view from our hotel room.
Which in the morning, looked like this.
I kid you not! That is what we got to ogle at everyday! I had to pinch myself every so often to make sure it was real. Gorgeous.
There aren’t many “sites” to see in Nice, and that was fine by us. Nothing to do and no where to be. It truly felt like we had not a care in the world! Our days were basically filled with (1) sleeping, (2) eating, (3) walking around town, (4) reading and (5) doing crosswords. Yes, we are crossword nerds. Here’s Dan diligently working on one in our room.
We spent the majority of our time outside the hotel exploring Old Nice. It’s just how you’d imagine an area called “Old” Nice to be – brimming with narrow streets and worn buildings and tiny restaurants and adorable boutiques. Some of it is touristy, but most is just gushing with charm.
That’s Dan in the Adidas shirt. He didn’t stand out at all.
Cookies in one of the bakery windows!
Our lunches – mmm…crêpes and croque monsieurs – each day were enjoyed at bistros in the Place Rosetti, a cute little square lined with restaurants and filled with tables and chairs for patrons to eat en plein air.
Dinners – mmm…goat cheese and ratatouille risotto – were had on the Cours Saleya.
That was the Cours Saleya by night – a long strip full of diners pouring out of restaurant doors and vendors selling jewelry and art work. But during the day, the Cours Saleya is a wonderful flower and food market. Tons of fresh fruit and vegetables, spices, cheeses, bread, etc. Smaller than La Boqueria, but no less festive!
Remember the ginormous date? Look at this teeny strawberry!
Since we’re on the topic of food, I will not hide that fact that Nice is where Dan and I began our Excessive Gelato Consumption. Now I normally avoid dairy for tummy pleasantry reasons, but how often am I on the continent that created gelato? For the remainder of the trip, we enjoyed it each and every day. At times, twice a day. At other times, twice in a ROW! Umm…we were on vacation?
Our favorite gelato stop was Glacier Fennochio.
Lots and lots of interesting flavors like honey and pine nuts, milk flower and almond, spiced bread, and iced chestnut. But good ole chocolat was my favorite – SO deliciously rich. Like nothing I had ever had. Which makes sense, according to the sign out front.
“Allways imitated never reached.” Agreed.
Oh, Nice wasn’t all about eating ourselves into extreme bliss. A little exercise was involved as well. At least for Dan. He’s a swimmer and jumped at the chance to take a dip in the Mediterranean . I read on the beach and took pictures of the rocky shore while he did his fishy thing.
Our hotel! It’s the red and cream colored building on the left.
Some other fun things we saw include Nice Port…
…a big fountain…
…and a group of children happily riding a carousel with “Sexual Healing” playing in the background. Pretty standard.
Don’t you worry, we didn’t forget about our European dog capturing project in Nice. That city is teeming with them! Multiple dogs everywhere you turn. We couldn’t keep up! But that doesn’t mean we didn’t try. Here’s a sampling of The Dogs of Nice.
This one’s my favorite.
I like this one too.
And I’ll leave you with a setting sun over the French Riviera coastline.
Two down, one to go! Florence is coming up! Au revoir!