Europe the Sixth

Its been so long, and I'm sorry kids. But here she is:

Nice, France. And yes, it is nice. Let's just get that whole joke over with and move on with our lives. Ah.... That's better.

On another note, I know I SAID I would put Monaco in this blog (like you cared or remembered) but I ain't gonna. There's too much good Nice to mess it all up with Monaco. So, here is Nice. And there's a lot of me too. But that's not my fault. Blame James, it was his camera-work. I do look cute, though...

Here's me on my FABULOUS balcony in Nice. I cannot express to you how wonderful it was to spend two nights in a FABULOUS hotel room after weeks of crappy cheap hotels. If I look happy in this picture, its because I FUCKING AM. I'm jealous of myself, right now.

This is the view from the tippiest top of Nice. We climbed a lot of stairs to get to here. More on that later.

Look at me!!! I'm at the tippiest top of Nice!

I found a picture of James in the south of France!!! Behold!

Now THAT'S what I call a "cote d'azur". Look it up people.

(Hint: it means "blue/azure coast")

I don't know if you guys can see, but that's a picture of the crazy stairs we climbed to get to the tippiest top of Nice. There's an overlook thats "to die for" but in order to get there you need to almost die from climbing stairs. And, from some stroke of wonderful luck, the first flight was filled with some sort of human feces from what I assume was a burst pipe. Some people didn't notice it and jogged right up through it. I nearly vomited. The next million flights of stairs were still literally breath-taking, but much less infested with poopies.

The view again. Good lawd.......

Me, in the centre of Nice. Notice how I spell "centre" in the European way. Those grey and white tiles make me kinda barfy.

So purdy.

That's actually a REALLY far distance to the water. It doesn't look very far... Dude on the right kept acting like he was going to jump. We watched him for about half an hour. Dude never jumped. We then climbed said stairs.

You can't tell, but this beach is really rocky. The actual beach wasn't as awesome as Cannes', but Nice was still better. In a non-only-rich-persons-allowed kinda way.

'Tis the market. This thing went on for miles. And the food....... *drool*.....

The view from our FABULOUS hotel room. It was fabulous, by the way....

Next, a short blurb on Monaco, then Paris. Paris will be REALLY long. But, you know..... There's a lot to see. Hope you enjoyed!

Random Words of Advice

Once again Jones Soda has proved the old addage true:

JUST BECAUSE YOU CAN, IT DOESN'T MEAN YOU SHOULD.

Europe the Fifth

And then there was Cannes.

Look at that freaking sunset!!!

If you'll notice, I'm wearing my pig shirt.
I wouldn't zoom into this one too far. There were lots of flabby, pasty old British dudes among the topless women.

The marina, and some rich people's boats. Bastards.

The Palais des Festivals. (This is where they have the Cannes Film Festival)

Heheheh....... I'm SO glad James took this picture too, as mine was lost :)

We walked this boardwalk like it was nobody's bid'ness!

The view from our room. That's right..... We were less than 2 blocks from the Mediterranean :)

Next is Nice (it has a LOT of the same type of scenery) and Monaco. We were only in Monaco for about 2 hours, so we'll just lump it into Nice.