Two Hours in Nice

What would you do with two hours in Nice? That’s about how much time we had between trains, so we decided to head to the water. (Most European train stations have huge lockers where you can stash your bags. The one at Nice was horribly expensive, 8 Euros – but what’s the other option?)


Yes, the French Riviera is an unbelievable shade of blue; colors you wouldn’t think would be found in nature.

Just looking at the water wasn’t enough for us; we had to get our feet wet. No, we were not wearing proper beach attire; DH rolled up his jeans and took off his shoes and socks. Unlike the beach in Holland, this one was mostly rocks, which was neither easy nor comfortable to walk on. The waves came crashing and our pants got wet, and we really didn’t care. We were in the French Riviera.

When we were walking along the beach in Holland, DH and I were talking about shells and rocks, and I had mentioned that I never really found any sea glass. The only place I ever found it was in a Nature Preserve in La Jolla, California, and no one is allowed to take anything from the park. Well, guess what I found here?

This trip has been just full of surprises.