After 26 hours of continuous travel we arrive in Nice. The compensation for our long journey is immediately obvious at the exit from the airport. The cab we enter is a Mercedes SLK in fine condition, and our driver is a moustachioed Italian man in a nice suit. It is also sunny. The short drive from the airport to our hotel showcases the affluence of the lower city. Nice is clearly a prosperous town with a thriving tourism industry. I contrived to catch a head cold on the plane, and both Jonn and I were excessively tired when we arrived, so we decided to sleep in lieu of exploring the town with our parents on our first night. Having gone to sleep at around 3pm local time, we were ready to experience Nice early the next morning. We spent our first full day taking in the sights and sounds of the city: visiting the beach, enjoying gelato and baguettes, and generally absorbing the flavours of the place. We climbed the hill with the old chateau on the edge of the Old town, and were rewarded with a stunning view of the city. My first dinner in Nice consisted of a seafood pasta and wine in the center of Nice’s old town, under the stars.
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