Le jour de St. Valentin

14/02
It’s Valentine’s Day in France! But we didn’t really notice so much, I feel like we aren’t as bombarded with commercial stuff here as in America. But anyways me and Lindsay went to go see a chick flick (yay!) in its original English, titled “He’s Just Not That Into You”, or in French, Ce Que Pensent les Homes (what men think). I thought it was really cute! There were so many famous people and it was really funny. The movie theater wasn’t so bad, the seats were really nice, the ticket was cheaper than in the US, the only bad part was that it wasn’t heated. So I was freezing afterwards! Also there was no popcorn! And that’s my favorite part. After that we went to the gare routiere to take a bus to Eze since a lot of people were going there that day. So buses go to two different places in Eze: Eze village, and Eze sur mer. Well I had already been to Eze, but I didn’t know the difference between the two locations because I didn’t have to make the arrangements. The next bus was going to Eze sur Mer so we got on that. Um that was big mistake of the day number one. We got off right in front of the Eze train station, right on the water (as sur mer would indicate). Well that was a problem because Eze is a medieval hill top town, and we were no where near a hilltop. So we look up and figure its somewhere on top of one of the mountains nearby, but assume that there’s a transfer or something to get up there. Well we walk up to the map and see some other English speaking tourists with the same problem. The map shows the only way up to the village as being a 60 minute chemin, which is a path. The other tourists asked a cab driver how much it cost up to the town and they said 30 euros. So we decided to just take the path, how bad could it be? Mistake number 2 of the day! The “path” wasn’t so well marked, so we actually went up the wrong path until we made it to someone’s house and almost went into their gated property. Then we turned around, after we had already gone up this big hill, and found the real path, which was like a crazy rocky almost non-path. As we started our hike up, a French woman who was winded walking down the path wished us “bonne chance”. Little did we know how much we would need it. The path was particularly bad because every time you made it up a steep incline with almost non-existent steps, the path turned and you had to start the process all over again. Lots of times the path was around the mountain with no railing or anything and you were looking right over a cliff. We had to stop a lot, because it was really steep and like one of the craziest work outs over. I had to take off my coat because I was so hot. Finally after an hour we made it to the top of the top and were so tired! We walked around Eze a little bit and spent the majority of our time sitting in this really cute restaurant. After that things started to close since it was Saturday and we went and met the rest of our group that we were originally supposed to go with to Eze at a café that was really cutely decorated for Valentines Day. The person who owned the café was so funny and gave us lots of advice about how we shouldn’t say “oh my god” because it means something else in French and how we shouldn’t get married young and all sorts of things. Then it was off to the bus stop to take a bus back to Nice.