The French Rivera.

I only spent a day in the French Rivera, first stopping in ร‰ze and then going to Nice. They gave us a quick tour on the bus to see the city and then let us wander for a couple of hours. I walked down a gorgeous sea side street and then turned the corner to find a wonderful farmer’s market. They had every kind of cheese (of course!), fresh peonies, and tons of fruit, veggies, and french souvenirs. I snacked on a juicy white peach and my cousins said their plums were divine.

In my goldilocks-esque opinion, in London everyone walks too fast, in Barcelona everyone walks too slow, but in France it’s just right.

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