Nice

Last day in Nice and it is a dry day with some sun.  A good day to walk.  The Concierge at the hotel told us we should climb up to the fortress and get the panoramic view.  He said there is a lift that goes half way up and then you can climb up the stairs.  So we are off in that direction. A stop at the flower market first

A stop at a booth in the market to try the regional specialty "Socca".  It is a huge crepe made of chickpea flour, olive oil, salt and pepper and baked on a sizzling hot griddle.  We bought one and could not finish it.  We both felt it to bee very filling and lay heavy in the tummy.  Tasted good, but perhaps it was because it hadn't been long since breakfast.

On we walked until we came to the mountain. Guess what the lift is not operating, so Terry started to climb land I relctantly followed.  That "Socca" got heavier and heavier.  Ha.  A million steps later the view was pretty fantastic

Believe it or not, there was somebody swimming just to the right of the little boat, but you can't see them

We both decided that this level was panoramic enough and did not actually go all the way to the top

Afyer makinng our way back down the million steps, we strolled through the old town with its narrow twisting streets and shops

Saint James the Major's Church

The Creche

A little shop that made natural stone jewelry.  We did not succumb

Time for a rest stop for the WC and coffee.  Also to rest our feet and knees from that stupendous climb.

A boucherie (butcher).  Note the unplucked geese on the top of the counter.  Eeeewww.

Back out of the old district

We passed a restaurant where a guy was shucking oysters.  We kept walking until we got back to the square where the CHristmas market was and Terry said she really wanted to go back there and eat some oysters.  So off we go back.  She had her oysters and I had a so so salad and some of her fries, as there was nothing but fish on the menu.  Such sacrifices I have to make for my "Foodie Friend".  Ha

After lunch we strolled back toward the market and there was a sporting goods store.  I have been looking for a new pair of sneakers to replace the ones with a million miles on them.  They carried Brooks, so I tried on and bought a pair

Hiked on back to the hotel to rest before dinner.  Ate at a little restaurant close to the hotel.  Too tired to walk a long way to eat.

And the next morning we are off to Marseille. We decided to take a cab to the train station.  I had paid for the one when we arrived and it was 11 Euro.  Terry was going to get this one and it turned out to be 20 Euro.  Something wrong here??  Same distance??