Where should to begin: the beach front vacation, the big win in the casino, or the delayed train.
After quite litetally the longest most fun week of my life, Cami, Jarvis, Hugo and I boarded a bus at 4:00 in the morning to head to Nice. We were at the station over an hour early, but my grandpa always said if you’re early, you’re on time, if you’re ontime your late, and if you’re late your in the dog house.
6 hours, a beautiful train ride, and a nap that lead to some neck problems later, we arrived at the beautiful french riveria in Nice. The first day we spent on the beach, cold but neverthless beautiful with crystal blue water. A couple limoncello spritzes later we ended up doing what we do best, walking around and shopping. Cami and I tried a beniet and a madeline with chocolate. After that we headed back to the hotel for a shower and to change for dinner. We had tuna tartare, foi gras (interesting, they served it with sweet soft bread which was not a fan favorite but gained appreciation for it once we tried a more nuetral, crunchier bread) and the magnum opus which was the gigantic bone in ribeye steak. We balled out.
Feeling full and happy, we headed to the casino. I have never been to a casino before- and it was pretty much what I expected – a lot of elderly folks gathered around slot machines and some suspect looking gentleman. Hugo and Jarvis won big (kind of) they walked out 150 euro’s richer each. Cami and I opted for an uber home because our heals did not mix well with the cobblestone. Nonethless, a great night for the first time I have ever been in France. 
