My time in Nice has been an amazingly wonderful adventure. While I plan and wish for better language skills, I no longer feel like a tourist.
As I get ready to leave and begin packing, Nanou stays close, refusing to stray far from my side. She knows that things going into the big suitcase mean that I am going somewhere and she doesn’t want to be left behind.
I’m leaving the tourist areas next year in favour of a more residential area with a balcony and three blocks to the beach and the Promenade des Anglais. I will go weekly to the Cours Selyea market, and Sunday morning coffee with one of my favourite meetup groups. My new landlady showed me the best boulangerie and patisserie and supposedly the best cheese shop in Nice. And I already know one of the best coffee shops with wifi, Cafe Frei, in the neighbourhood.
My plans are to again attend the Carnavale de Nice night time show—now knowing where the best viewing seats are, and to attend the Lemon Festival in Menton. Day trips to Antibes (which was cancelled this year when the lights went out) and to Cannes are a must. Now that I know more, I will not miss the Opera in Old Town next year, nor the movies and theatre that I could not figure out when I first arrived. 2020 Nice will be different from 2019 when I learned my way around. The grocery store’s contents will no longer be the mystery they were this year; I will even buy the right lait (1/2 creme) the first time for my coffee.
After three months in Nice, I hope to relax in Italy for a few weeks, and am already scoping out Florence and Rome, so stay tuned for updates as my plans develop.
I will remember Nice for giving me its sun ☀️, its laughter and good times and letting me into the culture and joys of its people.
Thank you for following me on my journey.