Believe it or not, nothing much happened on our trip from Florence to Nice. All the trains miraculously came on time, we bought vegan croissants for breakfast and while Zuzanna played Sudoku I finished Every Day is a Holiday and started on Restless: Memoir of an Incurable Traveller by Heather Hackett.
Restless was definitely one of those books where I knew from the first page that it would become a favourite of mine. And while we sat relaxing in the four different trains, beautiful and changing scenery passed by outside the window, as we made our way through Italy and France. When we stopped in Genova and Ventimiglia I had ichy feet to go explore the cities, but there unfortunately wasn’t enough time for it. I would have to satisfy myself with the glimpse of it I got from the station.
And when we arrived in Nice my father’s friend Carl Johan and his brother Axel stood waiting. Carl Johan drove us to his home just outside of Grasse, where he lives in an incredible house with his wife Vanessa and dog Tops.
It was absolutely luxurious being able to stay with them, where we spend the rest of the day drinking Rosé and Gin & Tonic, swimming around in the pool and talking.
In the evening Axel’s sister in law and her husband came for dinner, and we all sat talking and eating into the late evening - Carl Johan had even been so sweet as to plan the meal around me being vegan. At some point we had to excuse ourselves though, as we were both tired from having been up early and travelling all day, and lying in bed I fell asleep to the sound of Like a Rolling Stone playing downstairs.
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