Day 6

Hello. We are in Nice, France now. Last night there was some soccer game and France won and then Paris erupted into violence. 500 people were arrested and two people died. I will never understand liking a sport so much that you decide to trash your city and murder people regardless of the outcome. If the Bears win, I mutter “cool.” If they lose, I mutter “fuck the Bears and the McCaskeys” and then I go about my day. Burning down my local Walgreens does not cross my mind.

We have been in Nice for a few hours and it is already Cash and Evie’s favorite European city so far. Cash likes being near the Mediterranean and Evie likes being near the Mediterranean and the dudes.

We took a high speed train this morning from Paris to Nice. The trip was 5 hours. The train was nice but the AC in our train car wasn’t working. I was still sweating from the stupid Eiffel Tower yesterday so that was not a welcome development.

Here are the kids outside our hotel.

We had an amazing dinner at a place called Bocca Mar. Kevin, our waiter, asked us to post a review online and mention him. To the three of you that are reading this, Kevin was an acceptable waiter who seemed to have decent hygiene. Also, I had a Vodka and Pschitt with my dinner. It did not taste like Pschitt, it was more like lemonade. We rent a car tomorrow and drive through Monaco to Rapallo.