We went from Boston to Iceland (yeah, Iceland - it saved us about $1000 in airfare), had a quick layover, and then flew Reykjavik to Paris! In the Paris airport we had our first encounter with French food at an Ille cafe. Here's the deal: in France, everything comes in baguettes. You can get baguette with chicken, baguette with cheese, baguette with ham & cheese, etc. Everybody's got the same 3 or 4 combinations - so you better get used to them.
From Paris we flew to Nice, which is 30 minutes from our destination of Juan-Les-Pins, a beach town on the Riviera. We chose this town because Katie stayed there when she visited France in college. The cabbie gave us the scenic tour from the airport. Passing through Antibes, we drove down narrow little streets, with scooters racing by us on either side. The traffic signs are all bizarre symbols we've never seen before. Truly, we're in another country.
After settling in at our great hotel, we showered and discovered we were starving. We needed more than the cute Icelandic snacks they had on the plane. We walked along the waterfront, which was lined with cafes and restaurants. We settled on a nice place on the beach. We do mean ON THE BEACH - the table and chairs were actually on the sand, with the waves only a few feet away! You know how Katie hates the water, and beautiful nights. It was pretty great. The only downfall was dessert - there was no chocolate mousse on the menu. We thought that would be on every French dessert menu.
