Monday, May 29, 2006

Have a "Nice" day.

When Erica and I flew into Nice, one beautiful French morning about a month ago, I figured we'd run into some number of the following things: french cafe, fresh baguettes, olives, fantastic cheese, stunning views, a (rocky) beach, great sunsets, short hikes, hand-made pasta, excellent rose wine, friendly people, undercooked meat (I'm OK!!!), immodest bathers, pink buildings, outdoor markets, a cold Mediterranean Sea, rugged coastline, cute seaside villages, terrace restaurants, pastis, gelato, and of course, Monte Carlo.

But I really wasn't expecting to run into Vincent!


Vincent was one of my flatmates when I lived in Ireland! In the five years since I'd seen him, he'd apparently got married, moved to Nice, and had a new baby, Maia (seen here with Erica).



The old port in Nice and monument to the fallen soldiers.


Yes, it was cold. Very, very cold.


The casino in Monte Carlo. The Principality wasn't really that cool. But I DID eat poulet roti (read: roasted chicken) with my fingers on a park bench several meters from some of the most moneyed gamblers in all of Europe. And that was pretty cool.

Nice was nice. And that's an understatement.

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A Scavenger Hunt !

Are you ready for a game? Are ya? Okay, here we go! Help Waldo (aka Dan) to find the herbs and flowers in these pictures! (Remember, no points for weeds!)


What the heck am I ???


Can YOU spot the basil?


Is there any basil hiding in here ???


Hmm, does lavender ever resemble, well, grass?

Thanks for playing! Submit your answers by hitting the "respond" key at the bottom of the page, or by emailing your host. I will respond with, well, I might - nay, I could - respond with the answers next week. Really, I just need help. :)

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