Monday in Nice: Working the System

So, when I left you after my first two days on the French Riviera, we had not quite figured out that whole "public transportation" thing, which would turn out to be paramount for the enjoyment of the rest of our trip.

Luckily, Monday morning Lindsey and I just jumped into the fire (which turned out only to involve 1.30 Euro a ride and a bus map), and set off for the train station, where we had planned to hop on a high-speed train with the hopes of ending up in Aix-en-Provence, a nice town in southern France famous for its cafés and tree-lined streets. Lindsey had wanted to study there during college and never made it, so we wanted to check it out.

Unfortunately, the 3-hour train ride would have gotten us there at 2pm, right after lunch ended, and the latest one we could take back to Nice would have left at 7pm, right before dinner began. Therefore, we reluctantly decided to forego our excursion.

Yet, staying in Nice certainly wasn't anywhere resembling what one might call "bad."

Check out some highlights from our day here.