Nice Day Two

We started our second day in Nice with a morning walk to a patisserie for breakfast. The sunshine was just beginning to hit the tops of the colorful buildings and little stores and markets were beginning to open their doors. From the cobblestone streets of Old Town to the narrow alleys and magnificent building facades to the fountains and gardens... Everywhere we looked was another photo opportunity!

Shortly after breakfast we wandered through a morning antique market and some shops, then sat by the beach and tried to take time to just breathe in all of the sights and sounds of Nice.

Nice at Night

After our sunset walk, we joined the throngs of people sitting in streetside cafes under the stars for a delicious Greek/Italian dinner. There is no lack of street performers playing music and doing stunts for the crowds in Nice, so we had dinner entertainment! Later we enjoyed a stroll around Old Town, looking in store windows and taking in the illuminated buildings and city. We explored a confectionary shop (open quite late, especially for France), savored gelattis at Place Rosetti, and stood by the fountain in the center of the plaza to get a good look at the Cathedrale Ste Reparate.




And back to the Promenade des Anglais... Daniel loves those palm trees!

Nice, Day One

We left Cherbourg for Paris by train early Sunday morning, and were on the plane by early afternoon. It was cool and wet in Paris, making the arrival in warm and sunny Nice all the better! It was like stepping into a tropical paradise, after many days of cool winds and grey skies in Normandy. We checked into our hotel and decided right away to take an evening walk and enjoy the city. What a beautiful place!

-- Nice, on the southern coast of France, reminds me of her neighbor Italy in its architecture and warm Mediterranean colors. On our walk we made sure to go down the "Promenade des Anglais" and stop by the beach (cold water!). This was one of Daniel's favorite places to go when he spent four months here during college, on vacation... I mean, studying French. :) We noticed that, just like our beach in Vauville, the tide falling back and sweeping through the pebbles sounds like applause. The outdoor cafes were packed with people, enjoying the beautiful warm evening.

Harpers Visit France!

We were very happy that Daniel's parents, Allen and Sandra, arrived safely in Cherbourg after a long trip involving cars, planes, subways, and trains. It was an unusually beautiful day in Cherbourg, so we visited the harbor before taking them home to Vauville, and dinner from the grill. The next day was cloudy and rainy, so we visited the La Cité de la Mer (a large maritime museum downtown) where we saw a canon from the C.S.S. Alabama, a confederate vessel sunk off the coast of Cherbourg during the American civil war! (It's a small world after all). Edouard Manet painted the war scene (see below), and I found it on http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/CSS_Alabama. We also enjoyed a roadtrip around the Cap La Hague and exploring the little town of Goury and its lighthouse.

Brussels, Belgium

On a weekend trip to visit some church members near Liege, Daniel and I decided to spend the night in Brussels, Belgium. Daniel had been there before and had always wanted to show me this beautiful city. Belgium is only about six hours away, so we left early Saturday morning and packed a picnic lunch. We enjoyed services, a huge meal, and much talking with a group near Huy, Belgium. That evening we drove over to Brussels. On the way we passed a nuclear power plant that was extremely close to the road. We reached Brussels in good time, but it was definitely a challenge to find the hotel, even with a map. The street signs are posted on the buildings (if they are even there), the city is dimly lit, the road system chaotic, and the names of the streets were in Flemish which was different than the names we had on our map on my laptop. We finally found the hotel, changed, and went for a long walk around the city. There are huge, ancient, beautiful buildings and places of interest all around which were lit and in full glory that evening. It was a clear and cool night so we enjoyed the walk, though we encountered much litter and bad smells on the streets.

Our favorite spot, and where we spent the most time, was the central market square, known by “Grand-Place” and “de grote Markt” depending on which language you are speaking. I think it is the most beautiful square I’ve seen so far in Europe. During the Middle Ages it was a marketplace surrounded by small wooden houses, and later replaced in the 14th century as rich and powerful families built stone mansions. The square turned into the city’s political center where meetings and executions took place and where dukes/kings/emperors were received. The town hall was completed in 1455. THEN the square was destroyed by bombs in 1695 (by order of Louis XIV as a reprisal of a lost battle in Namur, South Belgium). So they had to rebuild all the stone houses (most are elaborately decorated medieval guild houses) and the town hall entirely reconstructed.

Across the square from the town hall is the King’s House (“La maison du roi” in French, “Het Broodhuis” in Dutch). In the 13th century this was the site of an old wooden building where bakers sold their bread, later replaced by a stone building, later used for administrative purposes, rebuilt in Gothic style in 1515, later damaged in bombings of 1695, restored, and ultimately restored to the way it is now, in 1860. It is now the site of the City Museum of Brussels. Below left: Saint Gudula Cathedral.

There is a curiously famous statue that we also visited, named the Mannekin Pis. It is a surprisingly small fountain statue, of a little boy tinkling. The official origin is traced back to 1619, but records indicate that it was there a lot earlier. Over the centuries the little statue has been hidden to protect him from bombs of invading armies, stolen several times, and though he was au-natural when we saw him, he is often dressed, and has over 600 costumes (kept at the City Museum). I found a website that shows some of the costumes: http://www.ilotsacre.be/images/virtualvisit/manneken_pis.htm. It is quite funny. We found Brussels to be both an interesting and entertaining city.

Goury

A short drive (or a long hike) from our house in Vauville is a beautiful little place called Goury. It is on the tip of the peninsula of La Hague. I mentioned it in a previous post, but that was in winter and it is even more beautiful now. One day we took a long hike that ended at Goury. Another day, as we drove back home from Belgium, saw a beautiful sunset from Cherbourg and we raced out to the point to catch it as it slipped into the sea. Below, a collection from this stunning area.