Forty days and forty (one) nights

It's Sunday afternoon here and we're into our third full day in Nice, on the French Riviera. We've just been through the famous fresh flower market in Vieux Nice (old town) which was packed with vendors selling all sorts of fresh produce. It all smelt so good, apart from the damn fish stands of course!

We've been taking it pretty easy here so far although the average weather hasn't helped. I still haven't got my voice back - maybe I should stop drinking wine every night but it would've been a crime not to drink a French pinot noir with Phillipe's (the hostel's chef) pepper steak 'plat du jour' last night! I was certainly in my element. Mmm pepps!

The hostel is really cool - even better than we expected. We've booked for a full week there. The staff are all really lovely and have given us a triple room for the price of a double with awesome views. We are 20 minutes north of the city centre at the top of a steep hill but public transport is good enough that it's worth it.

We're planning on doing day trips to places along the Cote D'Azur over the next few days so hopefully the weather turns better.

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