Friday, September 19
It rained. No swimming. We did go to Eze and ran between the rain drops to see if we could find Catherine’s perfume (no) and enjoy some cappuccino (yes). We did troop up the steep hill to the walled city (what’s with all these steep streets??) and enjoyed the view of the sea and some hotel gardens that we could peer down into. Although it was rainy, it ended up being a nice last day.
We went back to the resort. I settled the bill – a couple of phone calls and a couple of days of morning croissants – I was very happy to find that we didn’t have to pay for towel rental. We spent the rest of the day packing, cleaning out the refrigerator, playing cards, looking out at the rain. It finally cleared up late in the day – too late and too cool to go swimming J
Saturday, September 20
Our trip back to the airport was quick and uneventful. As we approached the tunnel that might or might not be closed, we found that it was indeed open for business, so we took it and the A8 back to Nice. Traveling always makes me a little nervous – not about hijacking or terrorists or plane crashes – it’s all about getting to the airport on time, getting to the gate on time. We
were there in plenty of time. Our flight back was very long – we changed planes and airports again in London – and we got back to Atlanta in the middle of the afternoon. Ehren and Dylan were there to meet us. The long wait for luggage was finally over (interestingly, they re-examine the luggage in the US – at least, at the Atlanta airport!) and we made our way to the car, the highway, and home!
It rained. No swimming. We did go to Eze and ran between the rain drops to see if we could find Catherine’s perfume (no) and enjoy some cappuccino (yes). We did troop up the steep hill to the walled city (what’s with all these steep streets??) and enjoyed the view of the sea and some hotel gardens that we could peer down into. Although it was rainy, it ended up being a nice last day.
We went back to the resort. I settled the bill – a couple of phone calls and a couple of days of morning croissants – I was very happy to find that we didn’t have to pay for towel rental. We spent the rest of the day packing, cleaning out the refrigerator, playing cards, looking out at the rain. It finally cleared up late in the day – too late and too cool to go swimming J
Saturday, September 20
Our trip back to the airport was quick and uneventful. As we approached the tunnel that might or might not be closed, we found that it was indeed open for business, so we took it and the A8 back to Nice. Traveling always makes me a little nervous – not about hijacking or terrorists or plane crashes – it’s all about getting to the airport on time, getting to the gate on time. We
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