Friday, November 9, 2018

Nice, France

It's a Neece place! (Female: for sure, they get sick of that one...)

We took an Italian bus from Avignon!!  The first one broke down, the second was late, and the bus driver (a trainee) couldn't stay in one lane!!! (Female: I was situated to see more adrenaline-pumping moves than Paul saw, as when our driver took personal cellphone calls with one hand and steered the huge rig with his opposing elbow.)

Roberto Benigni at the wheel (see "Johnny Stecchino")
[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iiM-r6OHpJc]


Pamela's old (50-yrs.-ago) friend Preston and wife Romy had kindly invited us to visit them for 2 nights; however, ALSA (the Spanish bus line) had other plans, and instead we got 3 hours there in a whirlwind tour of Nice.

Preston and Romy not only met our bus but RENTED A CAR (!), drove us around town, fed/walked us, and returned us to the airport for our flight to Paris!

The Cote d'Azur is semi-tropical, yet you can see the snow-covered French Alps above it as you enter Nice.

The extensive Promenade d'Anglais—or, to us Mexicans, the Malecón

Italianate buildings are everywhere—Nice was formerly part of Italy.

The palm-treed Riviera

Stop


Missed it, damnit!

Must-see bar in The Negresco: must pay 40 Euros for a drink.  No, gracias.

I swear we've see this tub in Banderas Bay.


Before our walking tour we stopped for lunch at the Safari Café and had the best meal of our trip.

Wonderful hosts Romy and Preston 


Matisse lived out his days in this apt. bldg., enjoying the light.


Oy!  What are you doing in our photo?!?


 Nice Sights:


Nice tower



Nice bike
Nice truck!


Overlook (with unseen cascades)
Guaranteed to hurt

Ho-hum, another Nice tower.


Hobos with pesos, that is...


Their beautiful Art Deco apt. bldg.


Rear balconies to courtyard

Elevator, backup confessional on Sundays

Bonus electric loo!  Sounds like a Cuisinart!!

Pamela, Preston, Romy in their living/dining room

Old Hippies

I marked up an Air France map with our 2-week itinerary:

Too many zigs and zags
Signing off, until next time!  Thanks for watching!!  !Mil gracias!!!  paul y pamela

Wednesday, November 7, 2018


FEMALE version re: Avignon

I, too, liked Avignon enormously: something about those walls. (Although they only gird the old city, and most people live outside of them.)



My delight with this town may have more to do, however, with the full afternoon I spent in it blissfully ALONE, free to wander while everyone else was touring. Paul left me peacefully drinking rosé in the market (obligatory market photos here).

The usual suspects

Oh, the indignity of it!



From the market, I eventually stumbled into the student quarter, where everything was at least half price (one euro bought me a hot, sugared crêpe). Eating it, I dawdled and meandered to this corner:


A sign on the door of the cat café said "10 Chats En Libre," all of which were adoptable. They sold lunches and wine and coffee, sensibly paired with the moggie of your choice nestled on couches. None of the absurd US health laws against serving the two together: kitties were draped everywhere. Alas, I'd just had that crêpe, so I vowed to return. (When I dragged Paul back there on Monday, it was of course closed.)

A few more Avignon sights, and thence to Nice.

Clever bike rack

Terminal ennui in the Popes' Palace

My kind of litter!




Tuesday, November 6, 2018

Avignon

Let's see - when we left off in Avignon, after leaving the Barge, we had been stranded by our bus to Nice with 5 other paying passengers, including 2 young Korean girls.

Jemma and Cindy
After waiting 1.5 hours we traipsed to a café back inside the walls (Avignon's medieval walls surround the town, and it's a BIG town), with another jilted traveler, Clara, from Strasbourg.  Clara is a young actress in The Theatre of Resistance in Berlin (no photo, dammit), and, regarding the bus situation, agreed that "This would NOT happen in Germany."

She scheduled another bus north that afternoon, and the Korean girls rescheduled a 7pm bus to Nice.  We booked a room in the Hotel de l'Horloge, near the Pope's Palace, and all but Clara walked over to the hotel in the rain.  The desk clerk checked us in, and we explained our situation and that we wanted to place the girls' luggage in our room for the afternoon.  She not only stored their luggage, but upgraded our room ('since we were doing such a favor for our friends'), and invited them to rest in the hotel's second-floor lounge for the day (!).  At 6pm I walked them back to the bus.

[I failed to take a photo of the hotel - but here's a link:
https://www.hotel-avignon-horloge.com/en/?Hotelnames=frocreazurhotels&d=30d-xppc&partner=FB-PACK-PPC-15&campaignId=629649588%7C28069878395%7Ckwd-kwd-37412968763&gclid=EAIaIQobChMI_KrAzbe-3gIVHoezCh0odQL7EAAYAiAAEgI4YvD_BwE]  Only about 90 Euros/night - if you go,  I highly recommend it!


We couldn't even book a bus or train to Nice the next day, so we stayed 2 more nights in Avignon.  As mentioned before, I didn't mind, as I thought it was the best city we'd visited on the entire 2-week trip.  So here are some photos.  Walking tour:

Clock tower

Gothic church

Carved church doors
Front of Pope's Palace
["The Avignon Papacy was the period from 1309 to 1376 during which seven successive popes resided inAvignon (then in the Kingdom of Arles, part of the Holy Roman Empire, now in France) rather than in Rome." wikipedia]

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Palais_des_Papes

This palace was built in 30 years by two popes, and has to be seen to be believed. We had about a one-hour tour with a great Viking guide. 


A few more shots:



Pope's Tower and Treasury (His bedroom window is that slot about half-way up on the right.)


Looking down into the courtyard


It was built as a real fortress, to protect all that gold.


Golden Virgin




It was used as a stables after Napoleon

70-meter high chimney in the kitchen

This is one time I wish I'd taken more photos, but it's hard to capture its immensity.  

The chapel had beautiful frescoes that were mostly destroyed during The French Revolution.  What's left could not be photographed - incredible colors and detail, that brought to mind the Unicorn Tapestries in the Paris Cluny Museum.  (Except they were painted on the walls!)




The museum - sorry, no attributions:


Señor Guapo

Worried Pope

Monsignor John Cleese

Hieronymus Bosch?

Get me away from these Popes!

Wanted poster


Don't ask me.


Doggie gargoyle

This year's Christmas card

We toured a market after that, and immediately found a corner bar:

That first beer really helps tired feet.
 When we tipped a Euro the maniac running the bar rang a loud bell, and gave us a table inside.

Maestro

Maestra
Pamela tipped 1/2 a Euro for her wine, and he only tinkled the bell.  Then insisted on showing us what he was cooking over in the corner:

Don't-look-too-closely stew



Wall photo, to help you forget what you just saw.

Avignon has a lot of shops:
Mexican wedding dress

Glasses

They make wicked tea in Avignon.

Kevin

Calliope player - note doggie on top
This will no doubt be edited by the Powers-that-Be.

p.s.  La Editora has pointed out the litter box on the sidewalk - denoting a moggie, not a doggie musical partner.  Doh.