It's the random stuff that I will remember the most about this amazing place, this part is for me. And the friends that I made there, Claudia, you know that picture is for you.
There is the Fete de la Musique every year during the Summer Solstice in Nice and all over France. Bands of all kinds everywhere in the city and crowds of people street drinking and surrounding them outside of bars and houses and cafes. It not bad. We started at a dancey-trancey place, moved to another one and then, somehow, ended up in a brazilian drum parade. Narrowly avoiding being thrown to the dog (french men) by my nearest and dearest ( you assholes), we shimmied and shook what our mamas gave us through old town. THANK GOD I TOOK AFRICAN DANCE. It was really, really fun. I wish I had pictures...maybe not.
We watched a LOT of football in Nice, which was great, because we didn’t have to think, and it still counts as doing something “cultural.”
The last day in Nice, I proposed that we rent the fancy chairs on the beach that run 15 euro a pop and enjoy a beach day without back pain. SO we did, and it was fancy, and they even made their part of the beach a little sandier. Happiness can be bought.
The Matisse museum, oh god, I love color, and parks. Its perfect. Go, now.
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