A week and a
half ago, my friend and I went to Nice for the long weekend. We spent five days in the beautiful French
Riviera.
Monaco |
Whenever we travel together, we have
found that something always goes wrong but ends up miraculously working
out. This trip was no different. Our train trip took about eight hours with
two transfers. We got off the train for
our first transfer in Marseille only to find out that our next train was late,
meaning we would miss our third train transfer in Toulon. On an impulse we found another train to
Toulon that left in less than five minutes and hopped on. We were apparently not the only ones with
this idea as the train was packed.
Casino at Monte Carlo |
Safe on the train, I decided to munch on some pretzels I had
brought with me, but I pulled them out upside down and spilled hundreds of
pretzels all over the floor. It was
hilariously embarrassing. We could
barely move it was so crowded, but we managed to pick them all up. Luckily, the people on the train were very
nice about it! We didn’t get a single dirty look! In addition to spilling
pretzels all over the place, we were also in the way the whole time. The train conductor had to hop over our bags
every time we stopped and he had to get off onto the platform, but he could not
have been more good-natured about it.
Grand Prix Racetrack |
When we finally arrived in Nice, we
found the hostel near the train station.
We walked into a nice lobby full of business men in suits checking
in. We automatically assumed we were in
the wrong place and stood around like idiots for about 10 minutes trying to
figure out if it was our hotel or not.
Checking in was an interesting experience. When I checked in, I discovered that the man
at the desk did not keep anyone’s reservations on file and instead asked me how
much it said to pay when I booked it online.
I offered to pull up the reservation on my email, but the wifi wouldn’t
work. He didn’t require it anyway. We also had to pay for our four night stay in
cash, which we obviously didn’t have on us at the time. It was strange. The hostel was on the top floors of the hotel
and was actually not too bad. We met
some cool people that stayed in our room with us. One was even from Arkansas! I was overjoyed
to find a fellow Razorback half-way around the world!
Our first night, we took a walk
around Nice and ate gelato by the beach.
We soon found out that there were lots of creepy guys in Nice that tried
to hit on us and ask for our names. We
thus assumed new identities. My new name
became Caroline Craft for the remainder of the trip. Yes, if you’ve seen Mean Girls, that happens the name of the mathlete that loses to
Lindsay Lohan at the end of the movie.
The first day, we went to
Monaco. I can understand why the wealthy
have dubbed it their personal playground – it was so beautiful! We saw the casino
in Monte Carlo and walked along the beach.
My friend had a bit of a bad habit of cutting off people’s heads when
snapping photos, so at her request, we had an impromptu photography lesson in
Monte Carlo. We also saw the most extravagant children’s birthday party of all
time. It was exquisitely decorated
complete with pink marshmallows on the tables and a giant inflatable pink
castle on the beach in Monaco.
We then proceeded to the Japanese
Gardens. It was a lovely little park so
obviously we started taking a bazillion photos.
The most adorable park ranger basically followed us everywhere we went
and offered to take photos of the two of us together. He was so sweet! He even gave each of us a
lovely flower from the gardens. It was a
lovely time and the weather could not have been more perfect.
Nice Old Town |
After that we walked along the Grand
Prix racetrack set up for the Formula One Race the following weekend. It was surreal! We then climbed a hill to see
the old town and royal palace. The views
were incredible. Then we walked through
a beautiful park and headed back to Nice.
That night we had an amazing dinner, and I tried Magret de Canard
(a.k.a. duck) for the first time. It was
so delicious!
View of the City |
The next day was not quite as nice
weather wise so we spent the day shopping and exploring Nice. We went to the open air market and got some
fruit for a picnic lunch on the beach.
Then we climbed up the hill that overlooks the city and spent some time up
there. We spent the rest of the
afternoon shopping in the Old Town. We
found lots of little interesting shops and even stopped for crepes and coffee
at an amazing little creperie. That evening we went out for seafood. Again, the food blew me away. I had shrimp
and red snapper.
Antibes |
The next day we went to Antibes and
Cannes. The weather when we got to
Antibes was awful. It was terribly cold, windy, and rainy. We were expecting sun as we hadn’t been able
to check the weather forecast since Wednesday since the hostel’s internet didn’t
work. We still managed to have a good
time and enjoy the lovely little town.
We went to an incredible market and looked around. We also found a neat little English book
store that we spent some time in. Then
we took a long walk by the exquisite coastline.
It was beautiful.
"La Sirga" Cast and Crew |
After that we headed to Cannes for
the Cannes film festival. We ate pizza
for lunch before meeting our friend who was there with his company to throw a
big a-list party on the rooftop of a castle the next day. We walked around the festival, spent some
time on the beach, and went to go see a film.
It was a Columbian film called La Sirga about a girl who loses her family and goes to
live with her uncle. The best part of
the day was the atmosphere of the festival.
There were so many people there from all over the world and there was
just a really neat vibe.
We then went to the red carpet to sneak a peek at some movie
stars. We managed to see Shia LaBeouf
which was pretty cool. My friend had
gotten to see the cast of Madagascar the night before. That evening, we stuck around to see a
screening of a film on the beach; however, unfortunately the showing was
canceled due to the weather.
By the red carpet |
Beach in Cannes |
In Cannes, we had some interesting experiences unrelated to
the awesome festival. First, as we were
walking past a group of business men chatting on the sidewalk, my sweater got
hooked onto the zipper on one of the men’s bags. He didn’t notice, but I was stuck there
frantically trying to unhook myself. It was
so embarrassing! The second involved being attacked by water balloon fire from
the roof of a building on our way back to the train station that evening. The
next day we headed back to Toulouse. The
trip was absolutely incredible – beautiful places, lovely people, and lots of
cool experiences!
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