Nice is....boring

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I caught an early train from Barcelona to Montpellier. It was slow, tedious going for nearly five hours. We finally pulled into the busy station around 130 where I grabbed a filled baguette for lunch. Even though it was at a crappy train station eatery, the baguette put every single hard, dry, tasteless one I had in Spain to shame. Why is it that the French can make tasty baguettes but when the Spanish try to copy them, they completely screw it up?

I stood in line for 30 minutes to get a reservation for the next leg. After securing my reservation I called the hostel in Nice to make a reservation since it was a Friday and I didn't want to get stuck without a bed. After calling, I had to wait about about an hour before I caught the next train.

The 3.5 hours from Montpellier to Nice were slow, and tedious (what's new?). It was well after dark when we pulled in and so I took some time in the fancy station to orient myself. As soon as I stepped out I was approached by people trying to get me to stay at their hotel/guesthouse, whatever. I thought it was a bit weird that they tolerate this sort of thing in Nice. Anyway, I ignored them and found my way to the Chez Patrick.

After getting buzzed in, I walked up the stairs to the hostel. The owner greeted me and I paid and then headed to my room. The place seemed empty, and when I got in the room I discovered that it nearly was. The only other person at the hostel was a guy named Luis who hailed from Mexico.

I dumped my bags in the room and set off to find some dinner. I settled on a nearby kebab place and I took the food back to the hostel. After eating I talked with Luis a bit about his experiences in Italy and then I headed out again to get a phone card. I found one for 7 euros and took it over to a phone booth to call home.

I spent about an hour on the phone with my mom and sister taking care of details for their visit to Rome. While I was on the phone, two groups of guys got into a fight nearby and it was loud enough that my sister could hear it through the phone. Suffice to say, I don't think the description "Nice is nice" is very appropriate.

After the phone call I headed back to the hostel and talked with Luis a bit more before going to bed because there was absolutely nothing going on. Yay.

Stay tuned for Venice.

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Nice has good pizza sold out of food trucks, but they're prob only operating daytime, so you would've missed them. And good bocce players, but also only in the afternoon