This has been a pretty crazy week on the Cote d’Azur. On most days it’s been raining cats and dogs, and on Monday we had even had sleet coming down – to the point were the ground was pretty much white (felt almost like being back in good ol’ Finland). A far cry from the first November I spent here 2 years ago, when I first arrived, when we pretty much had blue skies every day…
So we decided to celebrate the coming of the weekend with a nice meal in Nice on Friday evening, with Sami, Mikko and Marianne. We decided upon a simple restaurant in the old town called Demode (is it supposed to mean it’s really out of fashion, or what?) – and funnily enough it turns out it was ran by some friends of Marianne’s parents. The meal was good enough, the wine went down very well indeed, and many laughs were had. “Unfortunately” the meal carried on just long enough for us to miss the 10:44 train – which meant we had to find a cozy bar to kill the time before the next (and last) train, which was at 00:24.
Unfortunately the miserable weather continued on Saturday, so we decided it was a good day to visit a museum. We picked the Fondation Maeght – one of the more famous art galleries on the Cote d’Azur, located, quite appropriately, in one of the most picturesque (not to mention touristy) villages on the Riviera, St-Paul-de-Vence. Appropriate, I say, because St-Paul has always been very popular with artists. We had heard good things about the Fondation, especially from my parents, who were even registered members - so expectations were high.
And the foundation didn’t disappoint. The location is great, on a hilltop, with a nice view over over the nearby foothills (pity about the crappy weather…). The exhibition itself was interesting, featuring a lot of works by Miro (all of which seemed to be called either “women and a bird” or “persons”), as well as artists such as Giacometti, Leger and Chagall. I liked the outdoors labyrinth as well, also designed by Miro. So In spite of the 7 euros entrance charge (which felt quite a lot for a visit of less than 1 hour), it was well worth the trip.
After this dose of cuture, we walked down to St-Paul for a short stroll. It’s always a nice place to visit, with its narrow cobble-stoned streets and cozy houses – in short, St-Paul ticks all the boxes for those looking for the perfect Provencal village. One good thing about the poor weather – for once the place was nearly deserted (normally the place is over-run by tourists). We finished our visit with a nice cup of tea and some cake at a local tea shop.
So we decided to celebrate the coming of the weekend with a nice meal in Nice on Friday evening, with Sami, Mikko and Marianne. We decided upon a simple restaurant in the old town called Demode (is it supposed to mean it’s really out of fashion, or what?) – and funnily enough it turns out it was ran by some friends of Marianne’s parents. The meal was good enough, the wine went down very well indeed, and many laughs were had. “Unfortunately” the meal carried on just long enough for us to miss the 10:44 train – which meant we had to find a cozy bar to kill the time before the next (and last) train, which was at 00:24. 
Unfortunately the miserable weather continued on Saturday, so we decided it was a good day to visit a museum. We picked the Fondation Maeght – one of the more famous art galleries on the Cote d’Azur, located, quite appropriately, in one of the most picturesque (not to mention touristy) villages on the Riviera, St-Paul-de-Vence. Appropriate, I say, because St-Paul has always been very popular with artists. We had heard good things about the Fondation, especially from my parents, who were even registered members - so expectations were high. 
And the foundation didn’t disappoint. The location is great, on a hilltop, with a nice view over over the nearby foothills (pity about the crappy weather…). The exhibition itself was interesting, featuring a lot of works by Miro (all of which seemed to be called either “women and a bird” or “persons”), as well as artists such as Giacometti, Leger and Chagall. I liked the outdoors labyrinth as well, also designed by Miro. So In spite of the 7 euros entrance charge (which felt quite a lot for a visit of less than 1 hour), it was well worth the trip.
After this dose of cuture, we walked down to St-Paul for a short stroll. It’s always a nice place to visit, with its narrow cobble-stoned streets and cozy houses – in short, St-Paul ticks all the boxes for those looking for the perfect Provencal village. One good thing about the poor weather – for once the place was nearly deserted (normally the place is over-run by tourists). We finished our visit with a nice cup of tea and some cake at a local tea shop.
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