It was 12' when I left Zurich midday and 50 minutes later we were descending over the azure blue Med to Nice airport. It was sunny and 23' when we landed. What a difference in that short time! Shortly after my arrival, I was in a taxi heading for Villeframche sur Mer. Given that I'd been hearing almost nothing but Schwietzer Deutsch and trying to speak German for the last 4 days, I was quite "chuffed" with myself that I managed to chat in French with the driver during the entire 30 minute ride. He was great and gave me lots of good information.
I visited here during my first trip to Europe in 1979. I returned in 1984 and have come back several times since, including two years ago. There is something magical about this place. Ever since I started planning this trip, I pictured myself wearing a certain outfit, even down to the necklace, having dinner by myself at the water's edge - sort of my own version of Shirley Valentine sans l'homme, of course! So, after checking in to the Hotel le Provençal (2 stars - okay if not a little "tired" but my room has a view of the sea!), I wandered around "la vieille ville" then went down to the quai for a late lunch. Later, I went back and had a fabulous dinner at L'Oursin Bleu where I spent over 2 1/2 hours enjoying my table only about 1 1/2 metres from the lapping, gentle waters of the Med. It was perfect and exactly what I'd dreamed of! Oh yes, I wore the outfit but wasn't important to anyone but me!
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