Rather than driving all the way into Nice, we left the car at CAP3000 which is a huge shopping centre just outside Nice, near the airport. The parking here being free was a bonus. We then took the number 52 bus at the reasonable cost of just one euro for the trip into Nice. We descended on the Promenade des Anglais which runs the entire length of the Baie des Anges (Bay of Angels) and walked leisurely until we found a café which took our fancy. Here we sat enjoying a coffee overlooking the Mediterranean.
We continued our slow walk into the heart of the city, passing numerous boutiques, restaurants, and gift shops in tiny laneways which eventually spilled out onto the Place Massena. The latter was a massive square edged by high impressive buildings and traversed by tram lines. At the far end of the square a formidable fountain adorned with spectacular statues of people and animals surrounded the base of an impressive monument of King Neptune.
We descended some steps behind the fountain and found ourselves walking along a narrow street which exited at the Palace of Justice. This too was an impressive building. Walking further along we found ourselves at the fruit and flower market where the freshness and abundance of the various traders’ products was a delight to see, smell and sample. As it was now midday it seemed only apt that we should find a suitable establishment to feed and refresh ourselves. We chose a pizzeria, Gustoso in the Place Charles Felix on the Cours Saleya, which was at the top end of the market, and sat down to a glass of Rosé and a pizza each.
Having well eaten we continued our slow walk back along the Promenade des Anglais until we once again found ourselves at our starting point. Here we caught a number 52 bus back to CAP3000 and our car for the return home.
It was a long and wonderful day; however to fully appreciate it one would need to spend a few days at least to see all the sights this city has to offer.
The only down side which could be critical of Nice is its proximity to the airport as the flight path of landing aircraft takes the planes low over the city and beaches; and the latter being of pebbles rather than sand.
RLB – Tomewriter