He is surfing on the web and comes across a video of a comedian: "are you stuck at home, but you really want to travel ? Send us your best holiday letter and we'll make you discover the best places in France!"
Jules and Sophie, his mother, take this little project to heart, and spend a few hours drawing up a nice letter together, before sending it to the site.
A few days later, as a preview of the site, a banner with a Youtube link to discover: Jules tells us about Nice!
The whole family sits around the computer, and Jules clicks, all proud. A video shows beautiful images of the capital of the French Riviera. In the background, a soundtrack with a child's voice retraces the letter:
What's great is arriving by plane and seeing how beautiful it is from above. There's the blue of the sea, the green of the hills and the mountains just behind it. It feels like they're coming to set foot in the water, it's fun!
When I go there in winter, what is magical is to see that the mountains too put on a nice hat: they are all white on the summits! Moreover, with my grandparents, I go up to Isola 2000, and it is in this resort that I got my first star.
Now I know how to ski, and I even started snowboarding last year! We leave in the morning and in barely an hour and a half, we're there! Wow, how beautiful the sky is! It looks as blue as the sea in the middle of winter!
I've been going there since I was very little: Grandma kept a picture of me in the pram, and you can see I'm dressed up as a dinosaur! This year, well believe me if you want, but the Nice Carnival is so magical that I saw a huge dinosaur flying in the air, while dancers performed on the ground underneath, throwing millions of colourful confetti towards the spectators! There is no party like it... that's for sure, and when I found these confetti in my pocket earlier, I smelled the smell of "bugnes" and heard the music in my head... Over there, the parade is called a corso. It comes from Italian I think, and it means something like a public promenade.
Sometimes she buys me a portion of socca. It looks like a giant pancake, which is cut into pieces. The grown-ups eat it hot with pepper on top. It's good, and you can eat it with your fingers! You always end up buying a small bouquet at the end of the market. I don't think I've ever seen so many flowers as in this market! They are there, in all colours and all seasons.
Usually in the afternoon Grandpa takes me to the Promenade des Anglais. There I ride my bike, skateboard and learn to rollerblade. As it's long and very well laid out, we go super far! We even cycled to the airport once!
On the way back, we stopped at Phoenix Park. It's a very nice park with thousands of different plants, even tropical ones! There are birds, marmosets, fish and reptiles too. I took my snack with Grandpa and we went to the playground. It was cool.
We took our time to ride back on our bikes.
You go straight in, because with the waves, you can't walk all the way to the edge! And anyway, it's not possible because you quickly go out of your depth. You can see the difference in depth when you are on the Promenade: first, it is a turquoise blue, then suddenly it is a very dark blue, bordering on navy blue.
To better see this difference, you can go up the castle hill. It is already a very green place, but it is also the ideal place to have a great view of the coast, the port and the city! Now I can walk up there without any problem, but I learned to count to 100 by climbing the steps of the Lesage staircase. In fact there are 500 steps, but you can also take the lift. From up there, the view is splendid, and watching the sun set with the city illuminated is something extraordinary. It's as if I left a postcard in my head.
My holidays in Nice are always a moment that I look forward to, because I do a lot of interesting things there. I discovered that it was a city that had been loved by many great painters. Chagall and Matisse have their museums there. I visited them, and I understand why they put so much colour in their paintings: here, grey does not exist.
There is another place where I like to go and which I often cross, it is the Promenade du Paillon. Here it is called the coulée verte. You can see that in Nice, everything is a matter of colours! There are plenty of water jets with which you can play and refresh yourself!" (cover photo).
This article is brought to you by Yaël from the Nice Côte d'Azur Metropolitan Convention and Visitors Bureau - Tourist Information Office of Vence.