The Beach

So Alex and I are now down in Nice, where the weather's warm and the beaches are close. Strangely enough, the beach here in Nice is made of stone - pebbles, really - instead of sand. It's very different from the sandy beaches I'm used to, but at least I don't have to worry about tracking dirt everywhere I go. The walk from my towel to the water can be pretty painful, though.

Let me just say that being in France during the World Cup has been awesome. The past few nights have been crazy - the entire country erupts every evening depending on which team wins.