The beach at Nice is made up pebbles and small rocks. I loved the sound it made when the water retreated with each wave, kind of like a rain stick. When the sun was out, the water was a brilliant teal. And when the sun began to set, the coastline turned to gold. Gorgeous!
The next morning we returned to the beach for breakfast. Our time is France was dwindling quickly, so we're making the most of every hour left.
Do we have to go home?
I wish I had a good photo of the twilight sky that evening with its deepening blue. Imagine Van Gogh's "Starry Night Over the Rhone."
It's breath taking, and I can't help but whisper, "Vincent, I see it, your glowing blue evening sky."
But I was able to get a great shot of this cathedral. Wow!
We spent our last day exploring the market and shops of old Nice for gifts to take home. And eating a lot of ice cream.
Thank you for allowing me to indulge in re-living our trip.
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