A Tour of Nice

A little pictorial on my fabulous weekend!


This is me and Kels by the waterfall that was about 2/3 of the way up the big hill we climbed right by the beach. It was nice to cool off in the mist!














Of course, the beaches here have no sand -- only rocks! I already told you that I picked up a bunch of beautiful glass, and somehow managed to throw it all away.















Apparently, in France, they eat Smurfs.












And beer-flavored ice cream! No lie.















We went to four museums in one day. The best was probably the Chagall museum.











This was our lunch for that day -- which we ate at 5:30 p.m.













I turned into a Roman wife for awhile.













Right before trespassing into one of the off-limits parts of the ruins.

















I saw this creepy Jesus in an old Franciscan church. There was also a mummy of Ste. Victoire, but I did not take a picture of that, because it would give me nightmares and probably the worst karma ever.








How beautiful is it? I will definitely be back sometime this year (springtime?), if only to get more glass. Wanna come with?















xxxAnnie