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The land of the brie
May. 14th, 2012 06:16 pmWell, I arrived in Nice on Saturday, and since then I've not really done anything that I haven't done before, and it has all been very pleasant.
One thing that is different is that this time around I am with Mr Nye. That means we are sharing a two-bed apartment which is considerably larger than the apartments in which I have stayed before, although, like two if the others, it is on Rue Pastorelli.
Another "all-time-first" was that, since we were flying British Airways, we arrived at Terminal 1 rather than Terminal 2. I've never come into Nice from that Terminal before, so it probably took us 35 minutes longer than it otherwise would have to get to the apartment.
We had a cheap lunch (chicken and chips!) at a nearby brasserie and Craig began his so-far-continued trek in search of new beers. This time round it was Paulaner. Then after a bit of a rest we went for a quick walk round the old town and had dinner at Chez Socca. I bought up a random collection of snacks (including the socca) and overall found it disappointing, and overpriced. Socca is a ligurian speciality. It is made by stirring chickpea flour into a mixture of water and olive oil to form a loose batter, and baking it in the open oven. People come back from Nice raving about it. I remain unconvinced.
On Sunday we walked around the cour Saleya in the morning and then caught the 17 bus up to the Monastery to look at the Jazz Alleys and at the Roman ruins. The museum was free, and Craig managed to find a detachable sword. The we walked to the Franciscan church and found Matisse's grave.
( quite a few pictures of Nice, Monaco and Menton. )
One thing that is different is that this time around I am with Mr Nye. That means we are sharing a two-bed apartment which is considerably larger than the apartments in which I have stayed before, although, like two if the others, it is on Rue Pastorelli.
Another "all-time-first" was that, since we were flying British Airways, we arrived at Terminal 1 rather than Terminal 2. I've never come into Nice from that Terminal before, so it probably took us 35 minutes longer than it otherwise would have to get to the apartment.
We had a cheap lunch (chicken and chips!) at a nearby brasserie and Craig began his so-far-continued trek in search of new beers. This time round it was Paulaner. Then after a bit of a rest we went for a quick walk round the old town and had dinner at Chez Socca. I bought up a random collection of snacks (including the socca) and overall found it disappointing, and overpriced. Socca is a ligurian speciality. It is made by stirring chickpea flour into a mixture of water and olive oil to form a loose batter, and baking it in the open oven. People come back from Nice raving about it. I remain unconvinced.
On Sunday we walked around the cour Saleya in the morning and then caught the 17 bus up to the Monastery to look at the Jazz Alleys and at the Roman ruins. The museum was free, and Craig managed to find a detachable sword. The we walked to the Franciscan church and found Matisse's grave.
( quite a few pictures of Nice, Monaco and Menton. )
