Saturday, April 10, 2010
On the beach
This morning we moved out of the old town Nice apartment to the studio apartment on the beach. Instead of taking the bus the two plus miles to the new apartment, we dragged our suitcases and other bags full of recent purchases down the promenade in the mid-day sun. I felt much like a homeless person moving all my belongings, and when people started to offer money, I realized I must have looked pretty pathetic. But we made it in just over an hour and hauled everything up 101 stairs to the fifth floor. The building does have a lift but then we are used used to walking up five flights of stairs, so we shunned the lift. The building was constructed in 1955 and is really lovely, true Mediterranean, nicely maintained and a bit larger then the apartment in the old town. The French (what else)double doors open up on a veranda overlooking the promenade and beach, the view is from Cap Ferrat all the way to Antibes, truly spectacular. I did notice a few people on the beach, fisherman, folks sunbathing, riding bicycles and the weather was perfect, not too hot. Barb thinks she is in heaven, but I remind her she can't be in heaven while living with the devil. She is quick to remind me her maiden name comes from living with the devil, or something like that. We also have a nice view of the airport so if we get bored, we can watch the planes take off and land. Tomorrow it is supposed to be a bit windy, so we have nothing planned yet, maybe just sit on the veranda and watch the world go by. Monday we plan to take the train the Monaco then a bus to La Turbie up on the Grand Corniche. Tuesday, off to Barcelona for a couple of days. I could get used to this life!