A more appropriately named place may not exist. Nice, Côte d'Azur, france, is a medium size town with a beautiful park and ruins, excellent museums and while i was there fireworks. The Last day of the carnival had been delayed due to wind. The carnival involved some performing kids... nice for them. Followed by burning the king (no mere burning man for us).
and the best fireworks displays i have ever seen! It was not the biggest (no were near rio’s) but it was less than 100m away, and it used some special effects i have never seen before(like spiralling twisting shooting stars, interlocking fire, etc) all reasonably well choreographed The best thing was the receptive croweds (grooving along to the songs) but also the finale so intense you could feel the shocks from the hundred explosions on your face.
From Nice i explored the coast and the mountains to the south dotted with little villages, rocky and sandy beaches and generally pleasant atmosphere. Oddly the Cote de Azure always reminds me of Tassie, in pictures as in life. The sun sets slowly casting a beautiful warm glow across granitic peaks that wash into tumultuous blue seas.
Small towns with friendly people, rural but alive in a way. The weather is a bit too cold to swim, but nice enough for a walk. Granted, there are a few old buildings around, castles and churches and the like, but i think we just have to build few back home.
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