Dead Renault in the middle of the road
On a Saturday in early December, late in the afternoon, we were driving through downtown Nice. Earlier that day, just after lunch, we drove up from La Garde, and made good time – we were in Nice in less than two hours. It was a sunny, blue day, but cool. We were trying to find our AirBnB rental, which on the map was in an ideal location near the Place Garibaldi, but the street was obscure and hard to find, even by French standards. After our third pass through the neighborhood, I waited at a traffic light and looked around for where we ought to go. Continue Reading