9/9/02
Au revoir, Paris! Oh well, on to sunny French
Riviera, and that can't be all bad, huh?
Although a train trip through the French
countryside would have probably been lovely, we
thought we'd save time by flying south, especially
since it was only $80 for both of us. The hour-long
flight departed from Orly airport. After a 45-minute
taxi ride from our hotel, we arrived in plenty of time
to wedge ourselves into the packed plane.
The flight was late taking off, but an hour later we
landed in Nice. We had a vague idea that we could
catch a bus to nearby Antibes. Another hour later,
the tardy bus finally arrived. After a not very
charming tour of the back streets of Nice (the part
apparently modeled after Tijuana), we surmised
our arrival in Antibes.
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