May 5 - Sounds of Nice

Our week on the French Riviera is over.  Lyle and I really enjoyed our time in Nice, and there are certain sounds that I will alway associate with that city - the clanging bells of the trams as they motored back and forth along the main thoroughfare; the constant cooing of the many, many pigeons; the loud boom of the twelve o'clock cannon reverberating through the streets and alleys of Old Town; the ripple of the waves on the rocky shore of the beach; and the rattle of many rocks as they were carried off the beach back under the receding surf. This last was quite fascinating to me.  On a sandy beach there is no such sound.  The rattle of the rocks was very distinctive.

We are now back in Paris for another day of sightseeing before flying home.