A couple of weeks before Christmas we went down to Nice for the weekend.
We saw a very expressive exhibition of sculptures and design by Barry Flannagan at the Musée d’Art Moderne et d’Art Contemporain . The Musée also had an interesting Yves Klein collection.
We discoverd Socca, the local thing-to-do with chick-peas, and washed it down with the local table wines.
Spent hours wandering around the old town and basically not doing much at all, which was what it was meant to be about after all.
It may seem strange for a French city to make you home-sick for Australia but the Promenade des Anglais reminded us of nothing more than the Esplanade and Beaconsfield parade between St Kilda and Port Melbourne and we spent a lot of the weekend humming Paul Kelly’s “From St Kilda to Kings Cross”.
Ron and I went down to Valkenberg for the weekend where his parents are taking their zommer vakantie. Valkenberg is unusually pretty for a dutch town, it has the benefit of hills and trees and hence is also very popular. It is the perfect place from which to go on walks or bike rides through the countryside.
Coincidentally it was also the first weekend of summer weather (25 -20 celcius)that we’ve had this year so it was very pleasant to be able to be outside again, warm, sunny, blue skies, heaven!