The three of us are splitting up for a few days, while Jan and Nastassia jet off to Nice for a little more sun, and Deanna takes the train to Tuscany to soak up some Italian culture in Florence and to visit some family in the surrounding areas. Jan and Nastassia packed all of their things last night, and got ready to catch the last train out to Rome Fiumicino. The transportation in Rome is a little funny and there roughly a 6 hour gap between the hours of 12-6 am, where barely any buses, trams, or metros run. Our flight left at 6:20 am this morning, and as nothing else would get us there in time, we had to catch the last train out to the airport at around 10 pm in the evening. Deanna had a train to catch at around 7 in the morning, but it was from a station closer to our flat, and she was able to get a few hours of shut-eye before getting up bright and early to make her train. The two of us spent a long night in the airport, and we can testify that the set up isn’t the most comfortable in the world, but there were at least 100 or so other people in the same terminal as us waiting for their late night/early morning flights. We had a little blogging to catch up on anyways, and the socks Jan’s sister had sent him were put to good use.
We got to our flat at around 9 am, but after a night of absolutely no sleep, navigating through airport terminals, bus stations and a new city, we were absolutely wiped. We crashed until about 1 in the afternoon, at which time hunger finally woke us. We enjoyed some sunshine while we walked to the local grocery store, and started nearly salivating on the spot when we walked past a rotisserie chicken on our way there. Deciding that it was too good to pass up, we feasted on bird and bread, which tasted delicious after such a crazy night.
We wanted to get at least a little beach time in, and decided that the best mode of transportation for the time we’ll be in Nice would be their bike rental system Vélo Bleu. 1 euro per day, as long as you keep the rides under a half hour. It took us nearly an hour to figure out the system though, seeing as it wouldn’t recognize Jan’s phone number for it. But we found a different machine with a different system and were able to get a code, finally, and then the question of transportation became incredibly simple.
Enjoying the stone beaches and the Côte d’Azur along with a couple of beers, we were finally able to relax and feel that we were in a new place, and ready for beach time.
Getting home was simple too, thanks to the bikes. This city seems really friendly and happy, and our first impression was great. After a busy, crowded city like Rome, Nice feels like a breath of fresh air.
But having had a little bit of time in the sun and the sea, it’s time to do some laundry and to make up for the lost sleep of last night before a full beach day tomorrow.