Nice in Nice
While I definitely enjoy eating in some of Europe's nicest restaurants, a constant stream of rich foods and challenging conversations sometimes leave me in need of trees, water and fresh air. Having had a few days of success under my belt (in respect to both business and dining), I skipped out on lunch yesterday to go for a walk by the water. To say that Nice is Nice is an understated and tired cliche, but also true.
The sun was warm on my back, the air was fresh and the view pristine! I stopped to order a crepe in my brutally mangled French and elicited great laughter, but also the crepe I wanted, with fromage, tomates et champignons! So while I may not be much of a linguist, I feel confident in my communication skills.
BTW, there were no signs of riotous behaviour or civil unrest, but I did see the usual hierarchical class structures that you see throughout Europe and the rest of the world. While I can't necessarily relate - as I come from the Canadian theoretical "cultural melting pot" and have friends of many colours and faiths - I can understand the perspective of the disenfranchised and see it in many places, including Sweden.
I'll write my disseratation on racism and prejudice another time, however, as my words will need to be chosen carefully.
1 Comments:
Looks beautiful and oh so warm, warmer than here with all this white fluffy snow....
Would I trade it for sandy beaches and sun? You bet!
-G
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