Yesterday I arrived in France. Our French accountant happens to be located in the French Riviera so I got to visit the lovely city of Nice. The plan was for me to check into my hotel and then my co-worker (who is living in France with his family) would pick me up later. I was feeling so proud of myself because I found the information desk, bought my bus ticket and boarded the bus all without much trouble. I was proud because, to be honest, I was a little bit worried about traveling by myslef.
The trouble came when I saw my hotel come and go on the other side of the street. I thought perhaps the bus ran on a circuit and would circle around and "drop me right in front of my hotel" as the man at the information desk said. No, they took me to the end of the line and made me get off. I figured, "I'm smart, I can grab a taxi and no one will ever have to know about this little "oops"". I ended up walking through the middle of
"Carnival". There were floats and more confetti than I have ever seen. People were shooting silly string everywhere and it was a fun, jovial mood. Jason, my co-woker, called while I was making my way through the carnival and I was happy to meet up with him and be "found" again. I think I'll stick with taxi's from now on- even if they do cost more. At least they will take me straight to my desination.
Jason's wife had her mom and three sisters visiting and they were so kind to take me with them on their excursion for the day. We went to the City of Eze (said like Oz). It is a picturesque city built on the cliffs overlooking the Medditeranean Sea. After wandering around a bit, we drove on to Monaco. I didn't know that this is a country of its own within France. In Monaco we stopped to the the Monte Carlo casino, set of the "Casino Royale" James Bond movie. It was oppulent and beautiful - and the expensive cars parked out front!!!! Wow! After seeing all this Jason took me back home to the family dinner. They were surely good to me and it definitely was better than eating alone in my hotel. For dessert we shared a chocolate bar, clementine oranges, and a cheese platter. I was afraid but decided I would try them all. Boy, there are some HORRIBLE cheeses out there. I was pleased that I didn't gag on any but there were several that I wouldn't care to try again, for example the camember (I know SP?) was a cheese that tasted like stinky feet and I don't ever have to try that one again.
This morning we had our quick meeting with the accountant (I was afraid I'd throw up during the meeting - jet lag affects me that way) and then it was off to the train station where I boarded a train headed for Milan.
After 5 episodes of "The West Wing" my train arrived and I successfully got myself to a cab (not a bus!) and checked into the hotel. I had two other co-workers from Utah that came to Italy yesterday so I met up with them and we had a lovely dinner and gelato for dessert. A lovely end to any evening. So, that is all, I am going to call Scott at work (it's only 3pm in Utah) and then go to bed. It is 11pm here and I am happy to go to bed in my small twin sized hotel bed. I am hoping the streetcars below don't keep me up as the rumble down the street every 15 minutes.