Nice (Part 1)

Nice is bloody expensive, I'll tell you that! And you can see the wealth out in the harbour. Our flight out was pretty much uneventful - the only annoyance were the two brats and their mother sitting in front of us. Sebastian and Benjamin (Benjie for short) spent their time doing a Doctor Who quiz (for which I don't have an issue with) and their very well spoken mother was asking them inane questions. It seems Sebastian and Benjamin were going to have to share rooms in their expensive 2nd home somewhere on the Cote d'Azur as their cousins were visiting. As I said there is great wealth in the region.

We slummed it on the 99 bus to Nice Ville Gare which was only a short walk away from our hotel The Excelsior. Trip Advisor recommended having a room facing the inner courtyard. Ours was facing the main road. Fortunately though it wasn't noisy and we would sleep well.

We took a stroll along the Promenades Anglais towards the Place Masena and then down into the labyrinthine alleyways of the Vielle Ville. An ice cream later and we felt absolutely knackered so took the tram back to our hotel.

Dinner that evening was at the Buffalo Grill where we had a slight altercation with a knobhead who was waiting for a table. French restaurants don't seem to be very quick with their service a recurring theme we would find on the following nights!

To be continued...