Our transatlantic flight to the French Riviera took off on time.
We had a stopover for one hour and a half at Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris and took the final leg of our trip for one more hour to Nice Côte d’Azur Airport. We thought that we had ample time to get through immigration and another round of security check. Boy, we were wrong. The long lines at the airport sent me on a panic mode that I had to ask my husband to cut through the line and ask security if we can be accommodated ahead of the throng of passengers. We were very close to missing our connecting flight. We didn’t even get the chance to use the powder room at all. As soon as we hit the assigned gate, it was boarding time.
We landed in Nice and claimed our luggage in record time. In no time, we arrived at the Palais de la Mediterranee. As expected, our room was not ready yet although, I requested for early check-in. So what is the next best thing to do? Explore the place!
At 9:00 a.m., what establishment would be open? Not much, but we first hit a store selling cigars and electronic cigarette. Nah…Both of us were not interested. We walked up a bit and even with stomach still full, my foodie husband encouraged me to join him when we spotted this:
Make this our first meal in Nice. I don’t know what to call it. Breakfast, brunch or snacks, perhaps?
We each had this sandwich.
With fruit shakes.