Nice is Nice! (Duh)

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We loved Nice from the second we got there until the second we left. The hotel we stayed at was very neat, with old old stone and marble, and great location. There was high security there, which meant one of us needed the card to get it.

I was unfortunately locked out one evening as Jason was the one with the key when we got split up at the bar. That night was a write-off; I got lost and got myself into a little bit of trouble, and Jason barely made it home he was so intoxicated. When i finally got home @ 4-5 am, i was throwing stones at the window of our hotel room to get Jason's attention, and he finally came and got me and let me in. What a night!

The waves threw is against the rocks, but didn't feel anything b/c of the Heinekens!

The Beach
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The next day we spent all afternoon at the beach, which is where we spend much of our time in Nice. There were, however, a few set-backs. The first being the massive rocks that you have to lay on at the beach; sooo annoying. But we got used to it quick. The beach was very long and the waves were huge. The waves threw us against the rocks, but we didn't feel anything b/c of the of the Heinekens. There was a black jamaican man who was pacing back and forth on the beach with a cooler of beers, carrying it full of coke and beer etc. We made friends to say the least.

The Beach, Again.
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The last evening was a great story as well, because Jason didn't even make it home... he got into some trouble as well, but we made it through and now it was time to head on to Monte-Carlo, Monanco.