And now, Nice.

My first French French poodle.

After seven hours of train riding and platform sitting, we arrived in Nice, France, from where we will depart for home-sweet-home tomorrow. Because we were suffering severe butt fatigue, we took a long walk around "old town" after checking into our hotel. Suffice it to say, I've lost all enthusiasm for photo taking (and sight-seeing, to be honest) but since Best Western Hotel Riviera's WiFi is free, here's what I've got:

Charging station for electric rental cars. 

A lovely garden in old Nice.

Same park; beautiful roses.

We made our way down to the sea, took one look and hoofed it back to the hotel, stopping in a bakery to pick up a couple of savories to hold us over until dinner. The sweets looked tempting, but we knew better...

There are more pics but, honestly, right now I just want to sip my scotch and watch French game shows until it's time for dinner at L'Occitanie down the street, where you can bet your last euro I WON'T be ordering pasta. Au revoir!