Boobies Boobies Everywhere

We are in Nice, France where the women do NOT where bathing suit tops. As much as I have been trying to absorb all the cultures of the various countries we have visited this is one of the customs I chose not to take part in. Last night we got into Nice at about 4:00 pm. Our phone worked for about a hot second as we passed through Italy and quickly ended as we arrived on the French side. It should work by Sunday when we are Italy for an extended period of time. We checked into our hostel which is loaded with Americans our age, which is pretty cool. We went to the grocery store and bought wine so that we could use the bottles at this winery we plan on going to. One thing we did miss on the bottle was that it said sans alcohol...WITHOUT ALCOHOL. I had mentioned to Adam that it tasted funny and very much like grape juice. He looked at the bottle and started screaming! Just another little story of stupid things we've done to add to the books. We called it an early night and went to bed. We ended up dumping everything down the sink.
Today we went to the beach in Old Nice. The water was beautiful and very inviting. The weather was perfect and the breeze kept us cool even though the powerful sun was making us bronzed and beautiful. Once we were hot enough we decided it was time to step into the Mediteranean and venture onto the stones. What I did not realize was that I was going to look like a geriatric patient without any sort of balance walking into the water. I wore my flip flops as far as I could then let gravity do its thing and hope that I didn't fall. Adam laughed as he jumped in and watched as I slowly eased myself into the water. Once I was in it was great. The water was clear...a little cool but very refreshing. Getting out was also quite the comical event of the day. Adam got out easy- no problem. Me on the other hand tried crawling out like a crab and got pummelled backwards into the stones as a tiny rippel crashed into me. I was laughing so hard that I couldn't move and failed at each attempt that I made to get up. For those who know me well they know what happens when I am laughing hard...Jen, Mom and Aunt Irene should know in particular! Adam got a great kick out of it.
Anyway after a day in the sun we decided to head back to the hostel. The bus ride from the beach to the hostel kind of takes a while but it's worth it. Tomorrow we plan on going to a different beach. Apparently there is a place we can jump off cliffs into the water. I have my brown strapless bathing suit with me so we'll see how that all works out. I may end up taking up the French culture after all! Oh and by the way we found out that the entire EU's railway system is on strike as of last night and you can only use intercity transportation. Luckily we had crossed borders by the time it had gone into effect. We are hoping they end the strike by Sunday night which is when we plan on going to Italy. Luckily we aren't in a bad place to get stuck in! Ok well I need to get a shower and then maybe get some dinner. Au revoir!