Annoying looks in the tube.... Don't you have something else to stare at?!?

Well, I suppose you all know it. You're running like crazy to catch the tube. Breathing heavy you snap the last seat in the tube and everyone's attention is for a moment at you. You look down and try to even your wheezing so it doesn't look like you're dying. After a minute and breathing half way normal you survey the people around you. No one is paying anymore attention, only in front of you is sitting someone - a young man with blue jeans, white sneakers and a red t-shirt - and this person stares at you as if you're an alien just making acrobats. What in the blazes ...? Do I have something sticking to my face? Probably the salad I had earlier wanted to decorate my face and now the person just noticed and wants me to understand without saying a word ... But it doesn't mean he has to stare at me like that. Not trying to be that obvious I touched my face to remove anything that doesn't belong there. Nothing is sticking to my face as far as I can feel. 

The battle begins, if you are so bold to challenge me, I think and stare back. But he pretends he does not look. So did I just imagine everything? Impossible! I look out the window, which honestly is in need of a good wash, and try to not notice the stares. I can't! Impatience spreads in me and I try to catch his look. From the corner of my eye I can see he is staring again. In a second I look to the right but only to turn my head and look the guy the eye. Ha! Got you, I think and give him my most evil don't-even-try-to-intimidate-me-look. Usually it works with everyone.

But the moment of my victory is very short because I'm trapped in the most gorgeous brown eyes I've ever seen. He is good looking all over. I just had seen his clothes and never made the attempt to actually him in the face.

Oh. My. God. How stupid of me. He gives me a small smile and gets to his feet. Oh my, is he trying to make small talk? I quickly avert my eyes, but have him still in my periphery.

He is coming nearer and is standing right in front of me. He bends down and his hot breath fans my ear and neck. I feel a shiver all over me. He is so hot! God, please can you open up the floor and let it swallow me? I mean right this instant... I was so embarrassed. 

"Next time someone wants to flirt with you, don't give him the killer looks!" He whispers and winks. 

Oh god, can I please die now?!?

I had my lecture, never assume everyone wants to harm you when he/she is looking at you. 

Xoxo S.

Beautiful Nice: part 3 - no comment

Well, everything that I have expected of Nice was nothing compared to what I've seen there. I expected the city to be beautiful. Well, at least the pictures I have googled earlier at home showed me a beautiful city. I was dead wrong about Nice being a beautiful city - because it was the most breath-taking and amazing city I've ever seen so far.

The azure blue water shining like little cristals, the panoramic view of the hills, the luxury showing in the small shops, and the people all totaly relaxed. And everywhere you see the "vélo bleu".

I fell in love with Nice. Instantly and completely in love.

Honestly the beach in Nice wasn't that good because there are only rocks and it gets very uncomfortable walking on really big rocks but the water was amazing! 

A M A Z I N G!!! So warm and clean and marvellous - and salty. Well it is to be expected from the sea to be salty, isn't it? Anyways, from the first sight to the first step into the water we totally fell in love. You can't change it, Nice pulls you under her spell and you have to love it. 

After a healthy sun bath and a good swim in the mild water we headed back to our hotel to change and discover the restaurants. 

Hopeful that our hunger would be stilled we looked at some of the menus, which looked affordable. There were plenty of good restaurants which weren't that expensive. 

To be continued....

Xoxo S.

Beautiful Nice: part 3 - finally there...

To be honest, at first I had a bad feeling. No hotel, no rental car, we weren't even in the right mood to be at a place such as Nice. I mean we were stuck at the airport for god's sake!

But the further the new day - which had begun sunny and warm - went, the better it got. The new morning brought good vibes and once we got the car (thank god the money was now on my account) the mood lifted slightly. But we were tired nonetheless. Haven't slept good in the last few nights the night without sleep didn't do good to our start in our holiday. 

Anyways, as we made our way into the city we were speechless. The beauty of the paradise in front of us and the unbelievingly blue water of the sea to our right didn't give us much space for talk.

Even at eight in the morning the streets and the promenade were crowded with people. Some were jogging alongside the beach, some were strolling with their dogs a slow pace and others were just cycling on their "vélo blue" on the promenade.

"Vélo blue" are blue bicycles which you can find in almost all the streets of Nice and which you can rent for a few hours or a whole day to discover beautiful Nice and the beaches around Nice. Wonderful! I thought and made a plan to rent a bike and cycle around a little. 

Finally our GPS directed us to our hotel. The four story building was hidden between two other hotels and had a few steps leading into the building.

The air condition cooled foyer contained a small sitting group on the one side next to an even smaller tv corner with a desk with books and behind that the breakfast parlour. On the other side the hotelier was sitting behind his desk. 

Thank god the man allowed us to park our car on the parking and I explained him our disastrous night. He was so kind and friendly that I wondered if Nice belonged to France? Why were people out here so nice? Maybe it was Nice *wink* ha ha ha

To be continued...

Xoxo S. 

Beautiful Nice: part 2 - night at the airport

The saying "time flys by" couldn't be more untrue to our encounter at the airport in Nice. After the disaster with my credit card (I didn't have the money on time on the account) we had to spend six hours in the lonely halls of the airport à Côte d'Azur. It didn't start very well for us.

Well, we weren't all by ourselves there because a few others were also spending the night at the airport. Unfortunately we didn't have anything useful to sleep. No blankets, no pillows, no nothing! Thinking that we might have been able to go to Saint-Tropez instead of sitting through the night on very uncomfortable chairs didn't help with the situation. 

Another four hours until the rental car office opened .... 

And I couldn't even blame them. French people are often very impolite and unfriendly. But this time the two guys behind the counter were the most friendly French guys I've ever seen. The two most polite people I've ever come across on French territory. So could I be able to be a bitch and make a scene when it's not their fault?

At three in the morning one of my friend and I went to the nearby hotels (there was Novotel and ibis budget hotel) to ask for a room. But with no luck! All the hotels were fully booked.

Still three hours to kill.... Why does time creep like a snail?!? 

Hopefully the next morning we would have at least the car. 

Xoxo S.

Beautiful Nice - part 1: horror in paradise

Oh. My. God. That was my first thought when the gut behind the desk of the car rental told me that my credit card won't work. What the....

Please just try it again, I asked sweetly and crossed mentally my fingers. Hopefully it works the second time - but no! Even the tenth time my card was declined. But why? Apparently there isn't enough on my account, which is not possible... 

To be continued... 

Xoxo S. 

Shopping tours and delicious chips

Yesterday was one hell of a day; but in a good sense actually. It started bad and the further the day went on the better it got.... First thing in the morning I had an appointment and it was really tiring. Then I rushed back home and had breakfast with my cousin. After a good breakfast we went to Frankfurt City for shopping, yeah!

Anyway, when we arrived on the Zeil, that's a long road where all the shops are, we went straight to Zara. (For those who don't know the shop, it's worth a visit! If you don't have a shop near by, on www.zara.com you find everything as well.) 

Well, once in the shop my cousin went all shopping mode and switched her shopping face on. I'm really not into shopping and it was somehow tiring but, on the other side it was really fun! Try these shorts, and oh look at those heels and isn't that shirt really cute?!? It was a little intimidating and overwhelming to be with my cousin, the shopping queen. Or one of the shopping queens among my cousins and friends. 

After three times passing the guy standing by the changing rooms he finally gave up saying "hello, how many pieces do you have?" and just waved us past everyone else. It was kind of walking on the red carpet. People waiting for there looked at us enviously when we walked by without being asked anything. Thanks to my cousin I have now a wonderful white dress in bohemian style and fawn jeans with thick black leather stripes on each side. It looks amazing and I love it already! 

Done with Zara we walked into the next shop: primark! There you find everything your heart desires, from clothing to underwear to shoes,  and decoration to costume jewellery. Really, everything you want, you find at primark. 

She dragged me in almost every single shop. Finally with the biggest shopping bags in our hands we came out of the shop.

But we weren't done so far.... What happens when you are all day long shopping? Yes, you get hungry. And me and my cousin wanted chips! The most delicious chips are at a little chips stand called "knolli" on the Zeil. I've never tasted anything like that before and every time I have the chance I get there my portion of chips. 

Anyways, just one more day until my holiday! Sorry, I couldn't help but mention it. Nice, beautiful Nice, I'm almost there! 

I'm off now, see you!

Xoxo S.

Read my mind!

I read something today that gave me a lot of thinking....

According to Bianca Kliese, a computer specialist from Berlin, there are two kinds of people you are glad about to see: one kind you are glad to see coming; the other kind you are glad to see going.

That made me think which kind I belong to. Am I someone people like to see coming? Or are they happy when I'm leaving again? 

Some people are just to difficult to deal with, even though they are nice people. Probably they just don't realise that they have their stories on repeat. Saying all day long the same tale, actually good tales to entertain and laugh about, but a repeated story nonetheless.

I don't know, maybe I'm just like one of those who don't see their failure. I hope not! I like telling stories, repeating good ones and warning about the bad jokes. Do I automatically belong to this group when I talk much? 

I have my cousin at my place and I love her. When we come together we love to gossip *wink* well, we don't really gossip, we discuss the topics. Sometimes they are on repeat but, the more you repeat them the more they get glued to the memory. That's a good thing actually because you know from the very first sentence which story they are speaking of and you already know how it ends. And you can start pretending to listen and let your mind wander. Most likely thinking about your next trip to beautiful Nice (two and half more days!!). 

Okay, I'm babbling here too much... It's a good thing I know when to stop talking nonsense and keep quiet! Have a good night! 

Xoxo S.