Monday, February 26, 2007
Saturday 20th January 2007
After this we packed up and headed for Nice.
Nice
We never made it into Nice. There is something about going into cities that just does not appeal to us. It may not help that the Europe guide we have, courtesy of RIAS, is mainly concerned with buildings and museums and really there is a limit to how many buildings and museums you wish to see. Jon is slightly interested in architecture but even he has difficulty mustering enthusiasm for visiting cities to view different buildings all the time. Therefore at Nice we did little. The boys ended up with a splash in the pool, and a play in the park. They were also marched back to the caravan by two irate gardeners who told me in a mix of French and English that they had been bouncing on a tree and broken one of the branches and they were not allowed to go to the play park unsupervised again and did I understand? I didn’t need to be particularly intuitive to realise that it was really I that was being told off for being a negligent mother. So feeling suitably ashamed the boys were not able to play in the play park again.
However, there happened to be a rather splendid park next to us boasting a lake with Cormorants, Herons and many ducks, there was also a splendid play park to keep the kids entertained for ages and a fabulous walk in the woods. We enjoyed this so much that we went there for two days running. Little was done in this beautiful corner of the world but hey ho such is our life. The only downside for Jon was regarding a twin axle that arrived with a motor mover that was attached to each wheel and therefore could rotate on the spot. Jon had motor mover envy!
