After a lonely stint in Italy, I headed to the South of France to run into the arms of my Colombian princess.
An 8 hour train ride and I was finally in Nice where I found Melissa and we squealed with excitement as we hugged and kept repeating how excited we were to see each other.
We headed back to her place and I made myself at home where I actually lived for 10 days. It was perfect.
Most people are confused when I say I love the South of France. It has the stigma attached that it’s all about flashy cars, houses on the beach and expensive nightclubs. And maybe, yes, this is true. But it’s not the side of the South I experienced.
It’s more than easy to find cheap places to eat with a beautiful view, to take long strolls along the coast and admire the flashy houses, and to enjoy good company in whats supposed to be an expensive city.
I believe new cities are all about the people you meet and share your experiences with . . and I was surrounded by some amazing friends, old & new.
Melissa and I spent our mini honeymoon together sleeping in late, drinking coffees in the sunshine, taking romantic walks, and eating salads & pizzas with loads of goat cheese.
We were able to enjoy the sunshine & warm weather without the abundance of tourists since it was late February / Early March. The beaches were ours. The cafes were ours. It felt like I actually lived there. I was able to really get to know her little town of Juan-les-Pins and feel at home before I started another leg of my journey.
Since then I’ve met amazing people in my travels through 2 weeks of Couch Surfing and now at a hostel in Edinburgh. Tomorrow I’ll venture to Glasgow and see an old friend from university then make my way down through England to meet up with Libby (again) !
I’m looking forward to these last few weeks of my travels accompanied by more sunshine, soul searching & goat cheese.