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{November 2, 2015}   Day 17…Nice…A hike…Museums and Monaco /Monte Carlo!

What a day!  Breakfast in Nice and dinner in Monaco, who does that?

No alarms again,  but in case you were wondering if my “personality” hurt from my spill last night, let’s just say I didn’t sleep much.  Every time I moved or rolled on to my side….ouch. So, I got up a little early, closed the blinds and let PSM sleep a little longer.

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We got up liesurely, got ready and headed out to get some breakfast.  Our original plan was to get some sandwiches and sit on the beach. We headed across a square,  saw the circus coming in or going out, then a flea market,  no fleas, just lots of stuff people were selling, flatware, art,  clothes,  toys,  jewelry. This was not your average flea market, but it was fun to look.

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Then we made it to the beach,  no sandwiches. It was wonderful to sit and look and feel.  Today it was a bit colder,  eventually,  I regretted my choice of attire in a skirt and shirt sleeves,  even the sweater didn’t help some times,  that got fixed later.

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We ended up at a cafe for the full American/English breakfast. Pastries, fruit, juice, eggs, bacon  (minus the bacon for me, it’s ended up with three eggs) and coffee or tea. The only issue…they were Sunnyside up!  Anyone who’s had breakfast with me knows I do not like soft eggs at all!  Cooked firm,  all the way,  but…I ate them, yes I did! It wasn’t horrible,  but I’m not doing it again!

Now it was time for an adventure!  The Musee Marc Chagall, a 30 minute walk…up hill most of it,  but we got there and…closed got renovations, what! Trip Advisor knew,  but we didn’t.  Oh well, Musee Matisse was only another 20 minute walk…uphill. let’s just say,  my glutes are loving me,  not!

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A beautiful building and a lovely collection,  you’ll just have to imagine it,  no photos.

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We decided to go see Notre-Dame de Nice and have some lunch, but we wanted to get there sooner than later, so bus it was.  A very nice woman told us which bus, the one she was waiting for and which stop to get off, hers. She even confirmed with the driver for us,  how nice!

The church was beautiful, I lit some candles for some friends, as I’ve done in a lot of the cathedrals we’ve been in.

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Then it was off in search of lunch.  Little hole in the wall place for chicken kebabs and a veggie sandwich for me. The woman gave me a really nice compliment, that I was speaking French very well, thank you Monsieur B et Madame E!

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After lunch,  back to the hotel to change into warmer clothes, regroup and then head to…Monaco/Monte Carlo! Look out James Bond!

It was about 20 minutes by train and 3.40 euros a ticket, round trip. Just lovely.

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We walked around,  found the shore,  then the Hotel de Paris and the Monte Carlo Casino and all the expensive cars,  including the Lamborghini of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, Royal 1.

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Someone…not me…got to go into the casino and look around and maybe play a little,  too bad you couldn’t take pictures!

We thought about dinner in Monaco,  but when a Long Island Iced Tea and bottle of Evian costs 30 euros, you kind of wonder.

Back to Nice on the train and a lot of places were closed,  I guess they roll up the sidewalks in the evening off season.  So…back to the same wonderful hole in the wall pizza joint for another wonderful pizza and beer and as the owner was flipping channels…last Thursday’s Patriots vs. Dolphins game,  guess who was happy!  Fun with the commentary in French and no commercials. All in all,  a good dinner.

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Back to the hotel to talk to you and get ready for the next adventure!

de beaux rêves!



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