As we drove into Nice, we passed the memorials still on the Promenade des Anglais. Nice, that beautiful city on the Mediterranean, was marred last July 14 when a 19-ton cargo truck was deliberately driven into crowds celebrating Bastille Day resulting in the death of 86 people. We mourned for France as everyone did.
After checking into our hotel, the Albert Premier, we set out for the marche des fleurs, the flower market. Colors, sights and smells assailed the senses.
One of the best ways to see a city is to find the Hop On/Hop Off bus. Thankfully there was one stopped just outside our hotel. For just 16 euros we were taken to all the scenic attractions in Nice, getting off at the Chagall Museum where we saw not only his massive Biblical paintings but his mosaic over the reflecting pool. Then we hopped back on and finished the ride back to the hotel.Hot and tired, we bought a sandwich, took it up to our room and relaxed on our spacious 6th floor balcony to watch the sun set into the Mediterranean. We painted, but it was impossible to catch the majestic beauty. These few hours watching the lights of Nice come on were a highlight of the trip. I would do this again anytime.
And as we sat on the tarmac at JFK ready to travel home to Jacksonville, we saw this magnificent sunset out the window – and gave thanks for a wonderful trip.
Stay tuned: there will be one more post from those who stayed another week.