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I am so Drunk!

After we got back to the Hotel, I crashed! Clem relaxed a while and headed up to his parents room to greet Jim & Paulette. He hung out with the family and shared stories about our time in Paris and they so about Tuscany.

After a good nap I got up and we all headed out for dinner. At the front desk, Clem’s dad was asking for a good restaurant for dinner. The clerk recommended the Casa Del Sol along the waterfront of the old town area. We headed out on a mission. The port at night is just beautiful. But as Clem pointed out, all of the Ports in France and Italy looked like that. All I could think was how exciting it would be to see more like this. From the lights on all the boats twinkling in the port, to the lights that light up the hillside of the Chateau.

As we rounded the point we came across a huge memorial for all those lost in World War I & II in France. The memorial was huge and it looked like it had been there for over 100 years. A plaque close by gave only one date of inspection, 1997. I couldn’t believe it! It was beautiful. Clem fell in love with it and took many pictures.

As came to the area marked on the map by the clerk. The Casa was no where to be found – plus the building or restaurants along the water front looked rundown and scary. Then we walked into the inner sanctum of the scary building – after walking through one ally we were transported into a huge party area with chairs and tables in the street, with restaurant after restaurant lined up next to each other. Clem’s dad was still determined to find the Casa. He walked off back out to the water with Jim and Clem walked up the line of restaurants to see if any were named Casa. I hung out with Nancy and Paulette for little while.

I ran after Clem to see what he found and it was nothing – but there were so many great places we could eat at in all this amazing party atmosphere. We came back to where his parents were before and they were gone – we end up spend the next 30 minutes looking for them. Finally we headed back out to the water and further down from where we were originally and found the Casa. They were already sitting and eating.

We opted to head back to the fun. Before sitting down to dinner, we decided to hunt out a pub saw earlier in the day and grab a drink. We ordered Clem some good beer and me a sapphire and tonic. After about 15 minutes we started to notice some Aussie girls hanging out with some American blokes. The girls were already three sheets to the wind. Shirts were getting flipped up and lap grinding was underway. It was actually pretty hilarious! Especially when the blond starts repeating “I am so Drunk!” while looking for validation in each of the guys laps. LOL

We headed back to the restaurant area and sat down at a great place I noticed earlier. As we sit down this nice waitress, who I can say is a hottie, came over and started to take our drink order. Now, mind you when we sat down another waitress, older and had stink under her nose look on her face, stood 50 feet from us and never came over to start service. So after we gave our drink order to young girl, the older one comes over and takes our dinner order. Hmmm, seems that we have two waitresses. Until, the first girl comes back to take out entrée order. We sadly say another waitress already took the order. Oh!

I ordered some mussels as an appetizer and lamb. Clem ordered a fish pasta entrée. After about half an hour the older waitress serves us the mussels and Clem’s pasta. I think Clem was about to say something when she gave him a look and he kind of bite his lip. Oh well! I ate my mussels, which were delicious; sadly after eating last mussel I noticed I was eating them wrong. I was using a fork, so American of me, the guy at the next table uses an empty shell to pick out the meat. “Now why didn’t I think of that?”

After another half hour my entrée came and Clem helped me eat it. Bottom line is we wished we had the nice waitress not the mean one. At the end of the meal we paid and handed a tip to the cute girl not leaving the mean one a tip. Take that miss thing!

After dinner I was stuffed and wanted to take a cab home. Clem wanted to walk, but he gave in. Sadly we walked all over looking for a cab, but they were all full. We ventured down to the beach and it was amazing how the moonlight just glimmered and light up the ocean. Now, the beaches in Nice are rock, and big ones. If you are ever in Nice, take a stroll along the waters edge. The sound of the rocks rolling in and out with the tide is indescribable. It was beautiful and great memory of Nice.

So we began to walk home, as Clem cleverly persuaded me. Man am I a guppy sometime! The walk was great, we decided to walk down along the port front and look at all the yachts. Lets just say I could live on any of those beautiful monsters. They were amazing. One yacht at the opening of the port had two speedboats on the back and not to mention the helicopter on the helicopter pad. One can only dream. We made it back to the hotel and we checked email and watched a movie. French TV is really limited except for CNN.

posted by turlie @ 10:44 AM