Nice

Nice was, well, nice.

I was surprised by how much I really did like it. The buildings were beautiful, the cafes were plentiful, and for the most part, excellent, and the water was gorgeous.One of our favourite things to do was walk along the Promanade des Anglais. As cliched as that may seem, it really was fun! The scenery was stunning, the street vendors interesting to look at, and then there was an Italian market full of fresh Italian goodies!

On our last day on the French Riviera we drove through all the little coastal towns, looking for a beach with sun so we could swim at least once. We needed to be at the airport at 9:00pm and the sun broke out at about 5:30pm. Our first stop was the beach at Nice . . . until Brad realized that it only had large stones and no sand! We took a few photos and then piled back in the car until we hit St.-Jean-Cap-Ferrat.

One of our favourite places to eat during our trip in the South of France (and my personal favourite for food quality) was this little cafe in Nice. I can't remember the name but it was really delicious. And even though Avery didn't get much more than bread and some prune puree, she sat through the whole meal for us.Our plates were a little more appetizing. I had a salad with chaud chevre (or baked goat cheese). I can't tell you how tasty it was!

Brad opted for the croque-monsiur, a traditional French sandwich made with ham and cheese, grilled and then more cheese is melted on top. Can it get any better than that?