I ditched my gear and headed out with camera--of course--to explore old Nice. Winding streets. Wonderful little galleries. And lots of people bustling about. Because it's the end of the day, many are stopping in to visit the butcher, the grocer, the boulangerie, or the pasta shop to pick up dinner. I did as well, but I ate everything on the go, including a bag of wonderful petite fours, a jambon e fromage crepe, and some of those wonderful jelly candies that are like fruit bombs.
I did my best to get on local time but it didn't work. I went to bed last night at around 10:30 after watching a bit of the San Antonio Spurs vs. Dallas Maverick's basketball game on Canal+. Amusing to watch players I know decently well while listening to the play by play in French. It reminded me of that cartoon about the guy yelling at the dog.
"That was very bad Rover. You should never do that Rover. If
you do it again Rover, I'm going to make you sleep outside."
The dog of course hears "Blah, blah, blah Rover. Blah, blah, blah Rover. Blah, blah, Rover, blah, blah, blah."
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