Today we are traveling to Nice. We have to take the train, though I prefer a car, but a rental car that crosses over a border is more than insanely expensive. The train is not too bad.
We managed to get up, pack, shower, dress and get moving quickly. Paid our room tax, no time for food, off to train station. I was lazy. Called a cab. I don’t want to carry the bags and neither does anyone else. Cab showed and he refused to carry all five of us. Only four. So Michael walked. Hey,it’s only 3 mins.
At the train station I had to get in line to get help with my paperless tickets. The agent printed them out. He didn’t get the memo. Asshole did not print a ticket for the third leg of our trip and I did not notice. More on that later.
We had some time so Marika went to the cafe in the station and got coffee, and food. I hate to miss breakfast.
All was well. We hopped our train to Genoa PP and were off. On the train we mostly dozed though we were able to have conversations with some of the other passengers. Those around us were natives. Some spoke English. Nice trip.
We dozed, and chatted,for the next hour. Got off the train in Genoa, and could not find our train connection. Had to get in info line to ask. Little bit of luck, one on the Trenitalia guys wandered by the line we were waiting in to get help and Michael grabbed him quick. Turns out we got off the train a stop early, at Genoa Brigante. Guy says hop on Santova train to Genoa PP. which we did. Very quickly. And made it to the correct station and correct train with 2 mins to spare. Actually, Emily was last up to the platform and we had to block the door open to get her in. Close I said.
Again, nice ride to Ventimiglia. Enjoyable. I fell asleep. Only a one hour ride. It gets a little funny right here. We got off the train, and I could not figure out what to do next. I had no ticket to Nice. Remember the asshole who did not print it? It completely screwed me up. It’s been a month since I booked this. So we were gonna eat lunch and talk about it. I got the brilliant idea (all my ideas are) to review my itinerary. Guess what? I am not that stupid. I booked through to Nice. The hostel is three minutes walk from the station. I amaze myself. We made the train with 9 mins to spare. With no more missteps or problems. I should be a tour guide.
We got off the train. Last stop. Nice-Ville station. Yay. As I previously mentioned, 3 min walk to hostel. Turns out to be a hostel and hotel. We got a hotel room for four and Marika is in a hostel dorm room. And our room has AC. God bless us, everyone! We are on the 4th floor. The stairs are filthy and we were all worried on the first climb. Will the room be filthy? It wasn’t. Clean and nice. And cool, like me.
We got settled and decided to head to the beach, it’s only a block. But, instead got a taxi and had him take us to Vieux Nice (old town) for food. Ten minute drive.
We had lunch. Good food, bad service. Thought it was a good deal but ended up being about usual price wise.
We headed down the Oceanside promenade after lunch. And, btw, lunch ended at 5pm. We walked for quite awhile then sat on a bench facing he beach. Marika and Emily promptly fell asleep. Fine. I worked on my blog. For an hour or so. Carly and Michael went in search of whatever. Good for them. They are probably drinking.
After blogging and nap we walked off in search of a drink, just us three. If you can believe it, we found a cafe with a really rude French waiter. Quel surprise. She was a bitch. I had a bad Aperol spritz as did Marika and Em had a glass of white. Sure is easy to drink all day in Europe. We had a drink and left in search of the other two.
We met up with them at the Red Kafe. They were having a drink. Turns out the Red is a gay bar. No problem, they were welcoming. It was not crowded and they prob needed the biz. Emily and I were not really interested in dinner being we ate lunch late. But the other three wanted dinner. So we went with them to a fishy place. Peixes, whichnis a strange name for a fish restaurant. Or it’s greek for fish. I don’t know. They ordered dinner and we got a few tastes of theirs.
There was a gelato stand outside the restaurant. Em and I decided to have dinner there. Ice cream for dinner. Remember,we are old enough to eat our dessert first. The gelato was very good. I had ginger spice cookie and raspberry. Nice.
We walked back to the hotel. Our brain trust has decided to take it easy tomorrow. Just sleep late and go to the beach. So we went to bed.