Nice, France

Well I feel like our last few stops have just been pit stops to our true destination. If I could go back, I think I would skip Geneva and Nice and just head straight into Italy. We couldn’t find a decent hostel for 2 nights in Nice, so that’s why we ended up in Geneva. And the only reason we stayed here was because we wanted to see the French Riviera. But if I could go back I would change that and just head straight to Italy. You can’t see all of Europe in 2 weeks, so you have to pick and choose. Looking back, I would have chosen something else. But then again it would also help if I weren’t on such a tight budget. Our hostel for Nice is quite interesting. First our directions from the hostel told us to come down this street, find this restaurant and ask for the “Pink Lady.” So that sounded pretty interesting, and it turns out that the “Pink Lady” is this little old lady who is always dressed in pink. She speaks about 3 words of English. Somehow we got checked in and stuff with no real problems. We have wireless internet available, but she doesn’t really know how to describe to us how to get on, so she just says that none is available haha. So at the time I am writing this, no internet at our hostel. I knew every hostel I booked said we had internet, I just didn’t think about little old ladies who don’t speak English and can’t tell us the password to connect. Oh well, hopefully we can figure something out in Italy (and if ya’ll are reading this, then obviously I’ve figured out something along the way…)

Some good news is that I have seen the Mediterranean Sea! I looked up during our 6 hour train ride today an saw ocean and I was so confused. Then I remembered the route our train was taking and realized I was looking at the Mediterranean. So that was pretty cool. Keith and I ate dinner at this little restaurant near the sea. Then we walked down to the water. It was weird because they don’t have sand. They have a bunch of stones, and it’s kinda hard to walk on. It was quite strange, but it was pretty. It also made me miss home and wish I could be back at the beach in the hot summer sun, enjoying a nice cold Pepsi and just sitting on the beach enjoying a vacation. That’s how every other Spring Break of mine has been spent so far. Oh well, I’ll be there soon. 1 month and 1 week. Wow, that seems sooooooo close…