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La magnifique baie des anges de la ville de Nice on peut voir La promenade des anglais et l'hôtel Negreco sur La droite du cliché tourism tourisme
La promenade des Anglais est une avenue longeant le bord de mer (baie des Anges), à Nice. Son histoire, liée aux débuts du tourisme international, et sa situation exceptionnelle, en bord de mer, longée par des hôtels prestigieux, en font l'une des plus célèbres avenues du monde.
A B&W of the Promenade des Anglais, France on a rainy night. The historic Hotel Negresco is seen to the right. #Nice #France #UNESCO #PromenadeDesAnglais #B&W #nuit #night #Nacht #boulevard #lights #lumières #Lichter #黒と白の写真 #都市
La promenade des Anglais est une avenue longeant le bord de mer (baie des Anges), à Nice. Son histoire, liée aux débuts du tourisme international, et sa situation exceptionnelle, en bord de mer, longée par des hôtels prestigieux, en font l'une des plus célèbres avenues du monde.
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L'hôtel Negresco est un hôtel de luxe situé sur la promenade des Anglais à Nice. Il a obtenu sa cinquième étoile en août 2009.
C'est l'un des rares survivants de l'hôtellerie du début du xxe siècle et l'un des derniers établissements indépendants de cette classe. Ses façades sont basées sur une trame néoclassique, avec une ornementation opulente quasi-baroque. Il figure comme l'hôtel Sacher de Vienne, le Ritz de Paris ou l'hôtel Astoria de Bruxelles, parmi les lieux mythiques de l'hôtellerie de luxe.
The famous and iconic sea front architecture of the Negresco Hotel on the Promenade des Anglais in Nice on the Cote D’Azur, South of France. Good copy space.
Datant de 1913, ce grand hôtel en bord de mer sur la mythique promenade des Anglais est situé à 11 minutes à pied du jardin public Albert 1er et à 15 minutes de marche du musée des Beaux-Arts de Nice.
Les chambres majestueuses et colorées mêlent décor contemporain et traditionnel. Elles disposent toutes d'une télévision à écran plat et d'un accès Wi-Fi gratuit, et nombre d'entre elles donnent sur la mer. Les suites sont également pourvues d'une salle de séjour séparée et d'un balcon meublé.
Roller (noun)
1. a person or thing that rolls.
2. a cylinder, wheel, caster, or the like, upon which something is rolled along.
Summer... France...Nice... Hotel Negresco.
Inaugurated in 1913, and listed as a National Historic Monument, this Belle Époque palace is located on the seafront promenade overlooking the Bay of Angels. Hotel furnished throughout with a unique collection of antiques and contemporary works of art.
Among others these sculptures paid my attention. They were standing and moving in a same time, rolling somewhere... The spanish sculptor Franck R. Tassi offers a representation of a mixture of various elements resulting from his concern about the relation of man in front of the universe, the society or technology. His style of expression shows man as creator as well as victim and often prisonner of his technology and even slave of his own inventions... It's from the official description of his sculptures Mechanic Dancer (Cyborg M.M.) and Jeanne De Loulu...
I use here my shots of these sculptures and an interior of Hotel Negresco to define the word "roller" as a symbol of our life. We all run, move, roll somewhere... We don't know where we go... Tomorrow is unpredictable but we're rolling there, we all are the Rollers...
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The Hotel Negresco on the Promenade des Anglais on the Baie des Anges in Nice, France was named for Henri Negresco (1868-1920) who had the palatial hotel constructed in 1912. In keeping with the conventions of the times, when the Negresco first opened in 1913 its front opened on the side opposite the Mediterranean.
Over the years, the hotel had its ups and downs and in 1957 was sold to the Augier family. Madame Jeanne Augier reinvigorated the hotel with luxurious decorations and furnishings, including an outstanding art collection and rooms with mink bedspreads. Noted for its doormen dressed in the manner of the staff in 18th-century elite bourgeois households, complete with red-plumed postilion hats, the hotel also offers renowned gourmet dining at the Regency-style Le Chantecler under its new chef Bruno Turbot, brought in from Normandy when previous chef Alain Llorca took over the equally fabled Moulin de Mougins.
In 2003 the Hotel Negresco was listed by the government of France as a National Historic Building and is a member of Leading Hotels of the World. The Negresco has a total of 119 guest rooms plus 22 suites.
(Wiki)
Hotel built by a Romanian ( just like me ) architect , named Negrescu. One of the most well-known hotels in Nice. Nice building !
Along the Promenade des Anglais in Nice, France sits one of the most renowned hotels in the world - Le Negresco. World class accommodations, views and gambling are completed with a two star Michelin restaurant. Opened in 1913, the hotel served as a hospital for French soldiers during WWI and a respite for American soldiers during WWII. Le Negresco became a National Historic Building in 2003.
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Along the Promenade des Anglais in Nice, France sits one of the most renowned hotels in the world - Le Negresco. World class accommodations, views and gambling are completed with a two star Michelin restaurant. Opened in 1913, the hotel served as a hospital for French soldiers during WWI and a respite for American soldiers during WWII. Le Negresco became a National Historic Building in 2003.
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Promenade des Anglais | Hotel Negresco 09/06/2017 21h26
One of the icons of Nice is without any doubt this beach front hotel on the Promenade des Anglais, Le Negresco. I was lucky with the beautiful evening skies and blue hour while walking back to my hotel.
Hotel Negresco
The Hotel Negresco is a hotel and site of the restaurant Le Chantecler, located on the Promenade des Anglais on the Baie des Anges in Nice, France. It was named after Henri Negresco (1868–1920), who had the palatial hotel constructed in 1912. In keeping with the conventions of the times, when the Negresco opened in 1913 its front opened on the side opposite the Mediterranean sea. Its façades are based on a neoclassical framework, with an opulent quasi-baroque ornamentation. In 2003, the Hotel Negresco was listed by the government of France as a National Historic Building and is a member of Leading Hotels of the World. The Negresco has a total of 119 guest rooms plus 22 suites.
[ Source and much more Information: Wikipedia - Hotel Negresco ]
Just a little further along the road where we had lunch, we could see the stunning Hotel Negresco.
The Hotel Negresco is a hotel and site of the restaurant Le Chantecler, located on the Promenade des Anglais on the Baie des Anges in Nice, France. It was named after Henri Negresco (1868–1920), who had the palatial hotel constructed in 1912. In keeping with the conventions of the times, when the Negresco opened in 1913 its front opened on the side opposite the Mediterranean Sea.Henri Negresco, born Alexandru Negrescu, was the son of an innkeeper. He was educated in Romania and began his professional career as a confectioner at the renowned Casa Capșa in Bucharest. At the age of 25—though some earlier sources suggest 15, which seems unlikely given that he completed military service in Romania and there is photographic evidence of him in Bucharest at an older age—Negresco left Romania. He first moved to Paris and later settled on the French Riviera, where he found considerable success.
Over the years, the hotel had its ups and downs, and in 1957, it was sold to the Augier family. Madame Jeanne Augier reinvigorated the hotel with luxurious decorations and furnishings, including an outstanding art collection and rooms with mink bedspreads. She also popularised it with celebrities; Elton John featured it in the video for his song "I'm Still Standing", and she told Bill Gates, the founder of Microsoft, that purchasing it would be beyond his means.
The fifth floor of the hotel is for "VVIP" guests, which stands for "very, very important persons". The hotel has a private beach, which is located across the street from the facility.
In the wake of the 2016 Nice truck attack, the hotel's main hall was used to triage wounded civilians (From Wikipedia)
Summertime on the French Riviera in the 1950s. A brunette lady in a floral dress posing on Promenade des Anglais in the seaside resort of Nice. The following words in French are handwritten on reverse: "Nice, Septembre 1951 – L'hotel Negresco et la promenade des Anglais" (Nice, September 1951 – the Negresco hotel and Promenade des Anglais).
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Two more photos at the Promenade des Anglais, Nice.
This is across the road from the stunning hotel, where you find a lovely wide prom,
Promenade des Anglais in Nice is the most important attraction in the city. It stretches for seven kilometers and provides an uninterrupted view of the azure sea and palm trees.
In Nice, we call it the Prom but its full name is the Promenade des Anglais (Walkway of the English). Its name comes from the English aristocrats who came to Nice in the 18th century to enjoy the health benefits of the local climate. At that time, the shoreline was not so regular, and because the lords and their wives wanted to walk comfortably, a seaside promenade was built (with the hands and finances of the English people). The English names of the hotels, such as Westminster and West End, still bear witness to the influence of the islanders on this place.
Today’s promenade is not only a popular place for walks, but also for sports. A bike path runs throughout its entire length, and every now and then you can run into runners, roller skaters, or other sports enthusiasts. This place is so busy that it’s easy to have an accident here.
There are magnificent parks, museums, fashionable beaches, and, of course, luxury hotels and casinos. One of the most expensive hotels is the Le Negresco hotel, in which Michael Jackson has stayed.
(From frenchriviera.travel)
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Two more photos at the Promenade des Anglais, Nice.
This interesting sculpture is currently outside the front of the Hotel Negresco, but looking at google street maps, it seems the sculptures change from time to time!
Promenade des Anglais | Hotel Negresco 09/06/2017 21h28
One of the icons of Nice is without any doubt this beach front hotel on the Promenade des Anglais, Le Negresco. I was lucky with the beautiful evening skies and blue hour while walking back to my hotel. Photo taken between night and day.
Hotel Negresco
The Hotel Negresco is a hotel and site of the restaurant Le Chantecler, located on the Promenade des Anglais on the Baie des Anges in Nice, France. It was named after Henri Negresco (1868–1920), who had the palatial hotel constructed in 1912. In keeping with the conventions of the times, when the Negresco opened in 1913 its front opened on the side opposite the Mediterranean sea. Its façades are based on a neoclassical framework, with an opulent quasi-baroque ornamentation. In 2003, the Hotel Negresco was listed by the government of France as a National Historic Building and is a member of Leading Hotels of the World. The Negresco has a total of 119 guest rooms plus 22 suites.
[ Source and much more Information: Wikipedia - Hotel Negresco ]
Another one dredged from the archives. The Hotel Negresco in Nice was built in 1912-13 by Henri Negresco. The hotel was designed by Edouard-Jean Niermans and continues to operate to this day. Sadly, we stayed elsewhere, but did venture into the bar for drinks. The belle-epoque interior must be seen to be believed.
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Where else but the Promenade des Anglais in Nice, with the Hotel West End and Hotel Negresco in the background.
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It was a delight to be back in Nice, after an absence of an entire decade - way too long, in my estimation. I had been bowled over by the city and the entire Côte d’Azur on the first visit I made, at the end of 1979. Numerous visits followed thereafter, and Nice became my Christmas destination of choice every year between 2007 and 2013.
This long-overdue return to Nice was going to be a 2-night whistle-stop affair, but I maximised my brief time there. After checking into my hotel, I promptly headed to the Promenade des Anglais, for the first time with a digital camera that enabled night photography. Among the glitzy hotels that line the Promenade, the Negresco is surely the most iconic - indeed, I rate it as my favourite building in Nice. The palatial hotel was completed in 1912 and is named after its founder, Henri Negresco - a native of Romania.
This famous hotel with it's pink dome, has stood on The Promenade des Anglais in Nice since 1912. It was built by a successful Romanian immigrant, Henri Negresco. During WW1 it was turned into a hospital. After the war, Henri's fortunes took a dive and he went bankrupt. The hotel survived and continues to be a big draw for well to do holiday makers..
We had our January break in Nice this year. This is our combined Christmas and Jayne’s birthday present, which suits me as I can ignore Christmas and no presents to buy. A good result all round. We knew that the weather was forecast to be bad for at least three days which was a bit depressing but there’s nothing you can do about it. We flew from Liverpool, a nice little airport, landed in heavy rain – and it rained almost non-stop for three days. South East France suffered flooding, landslips, airlifts – and deaths! Home from home. Despite having walking gear, waterproofs etc., I had to buy an umbrella. I have never seen as many people with umbrellas, even the young lads had them. They are obviously used to rain – but without the wind to rip the brolly to shreds.
Nice has a pebble beach, the sea was rough on arrival but what we realised later, was that the pebbles were three foot deep on top of the concrete bases that the hotels across the road have bars, settees and tables set up on. For a couple of days tracked Bobcats moved hundreds of tonnes on pebbles, later in the week there were carpets and immaculately laid tables set out on the beach every day, even in January. Every day people swam in the sea and in some cases sunbathed. The temperature peaked at 15C but with the lack of wind it was pleasant, at times though it was cold and snow appeared overnight on the distant mountains, the beginning of the Southern Alps I think.
We walked over 90 miles in seven days and for three days in pouring rain, weighing up the photo possibilities, with the intentions of going back when the weather picked up. On Monday, day four, things improved, on Tuesday and Wednesday it was gorgeous, Thursday was duller. If we had had better weather we would have visited Cannes and Monaco etc. but as it was we stayed within walking distance of Nice. We walked up Castle Hill ( Colline du Chateau) several times in different weather, likewise Mont Boron and Mont Alban. The views were stunning. A peninsula below us was Cap Ferrat and we had an epic day out there, over twenty miles including the 14 Km path around the entire peninsula – the second most expensive place in the world to buy a home apparently. The gates on the driveway would cost more than a small house in Huddersfield. A beautiful place though.
We went to the old Town (Vieux Nice), Cimiez, Villefranche-sur-Mer, the fantastic Russian Cathedral, Pretty much everywhere it was worth walking in the time we had. We walked from 8.30 am until 8.30 pm with barstops for a glass or two of French wine – got to keep it civilised! I had a pretty heavy backpack on with my camera gear and waterproofs etc.
All in all we had a great time but! I made a big mistake, I inadvertently put an 8 Gb CF card back in my camera, formatted it - without checking what was on it – and put another 250 photos on it. I realised when I got home that there was a problem. These photos were the best of the trip, Our second visit to the Russian Cathedral, it was closed the first time, in stunning light, and no crowds. I spotted a giant Cumulonimbus over the snow covered mountains, just as the sun was setting and turning it pink and orange. It was similar to the one I photographed at home recently, A photo of which was on the BBC weather coincidentally. I couldn’t believe my luck, the only way I could get a view of it was by taking a ride on the giant Ferris wheel nearby. We ran to it and they took us around five times, each time I fired away and got some fantastic photos – all gone! At the time I was extremely disappointed but you have to put these things in perspective – it’s nobody’s life. We were there for a break and a change of scenery and we got it, the photos make the trip for me but I still have a thousand great photos, there might have to be a next time though.
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The Hotel Negresco on the Promenade des Anglais on the Baie des Anges in Nice, France was named for Henri Negresco (1868-1920) who had the palatial hotel constructed in 1912.
Henri Negresco, born the son of an innkeeper in Bucharest, Romania, left home at the age of 15 going first to Paris then to the French Riviera where he became very successful. As director of the Municipal Casino in Nice, he had the idea to build a hotel of quality that would attract the wealthiest of clients. After arranging the financing, he hired architect Édouard Niemans to design the hotel with Gustave Eiffel reportedly commissioned to do its now famous pink dome.
Bad luck came to Henri Negresco when World War I broke out two years after he opened for business and his hotel was converted to a hospital. By the end of the War, wealthy visitors to the Riviera had dropped off to the point that the hotel was in severe financial difficulty. Seized by creditors, the Negresco was sold to a Belgian company and Henri Negresco died a few years later in Paris at the age of 52.
Over the years, the hotel had its ups and downs and in 1957 was sold to the Augier family. Madame Jeanne Augier reinvigorated the hotel with luxurious decorations and furnishings, including an outstanding art collection and rooms with mink bedspreads. Noted for its doormen dressed in the manner of the staff in 18th-century elite bourgeois households, complete with red-plumed postilion hats, the hotel also offers renowned gourmet dining at Le Chantecler.
In 2003 the Hotel Negresco was listed by the government of France as a National Historic Building.
When we are on a trip I usually take a backup camera and photos as well, In Nice the Canon G1X was mainly used in the first three, very wet days. I can keep the smaller camera dry in a pocket and quickly use it and put it away. These photos are of the same places as those taken later with the 5D but in entirely different conditions, dull, wet and in the dark – the umbrella photos! I had good fun grabbing shots in the dark on the streets, shops, diners, waiters, people with their heads down and brollys up as the rain came down. The Cote d’Azur is milky white, I guess due to the colour of the water that enters the sea from the two rivers. The rivers were carrying a fair volume down from the mountains and it was just like milk in colour. There was a distinct line in the sea, azure and milky white, were the two met but didn’t mix immediately. The streets wet and reflecting the lights, the rooftop photos saturated with colour due to being wet.
We had our January break in Nice this year. This is our combined Christmas and Jayne’s birthday present, which suits me as I can ignore Christmas and no presents to buy. A good result all round. We knew that the weather was forecast to be bad for at least three days which was a bit depressing but there’s nothing you can do about it. We flew from Liverpool, a nice little airport, landed in heavy rain – and it rained almost non-stop for three days. South East France suffered flooding, landslips, airlifts – and deaths! Home from home. Despite having walking gear, waterproofs etc., I had to buy an umbrella. I have never seen as many people with umbrellas, even the young lads had them. They are obviously used to rain – but without the wind to rip the brolly to shreds.
Nice has a pebble beach, the sea was rough on arrival but what we realised later, was that the pebbles were three foot deep on top of the concrete bases that the hotels across the road have bars, settees and tables set up on. For a couple of days tracked Bobcats moved hundreds of tonnes on pebbles, later in the week there were carpets and immaculately laid tables set out on the beach every day, even in January. Every day people swam in the sea and in some cases sunbathed. The temperature peaked at 15C but with the lack of wind it was pleasant, at times though it was cold and snow appeared overnight on the distant mountains, the beginning of the Southern Alps I think.
We walked over 90 miles in seven days and for three days in pouring rain, weighing up the photo possibilities, with the intentions of going back when the weather picked up. On Monday, day four, things improved, on Tuesday and Wednesday it was gorgeous, Thursday was duller. If we had had better weather we would have visited Cannes and Monaco etc. but as it was we stayed within walking distance of Nice. We walked up Castle Hill ( Colline du Chateau) several times in different weather, likewise Mont Boron and Mont Alban. The views were stunning. A peninsula below us was Cap Ferrat and we had an epic day out there, over twenty miles including the 14 Km path around the entire peninsula – the second most expensive place in the world to buy a home apparently. The gates on the driveway would cost more than a small house in Huddersfield. A beautiful place though.
We went to the old Town (Vieux Nice), Cimiez, Villefranche-sur-Mer, the fantastic Russian Cathedral, Pretty much everywhere it was worth walking in the time we had. We walked from 8.30 am until 8.30 pm with barstops for a glass or two of French wine – got to keep it civilised! I had a pretty heavy backpack on with my camera gear and waterproofs etc.
All in all we had a great time but! I made a big mistake, I inadvertently put an 8 Gb CF card back in my camera, formatted it - without checking what was on it – and put another 250 photos on it. I realised when I got home that there was a problem. These photos were the best of the trip, Our second visit to the Russian Cathedral, it was closed the first time, in stunning light, and no crowds. I spotted a giant Cumulonimbus over the snow covered mountains, just as the sun was setting and turning it pink and orange. It was similar to the one I photographed at home recently, A photo of which was on the BBC weather coincidentally. I couldn’t believe my luck, the only way I could get a view of it was by taking a ride on the giant Ferris wheel nearby. We ran to it and they took us around five times, each time I fired away and got some fantastic photos – all gone! At the time I was extremely disappointed but you have to put these things in perspective – it’s nobody’s life. We were there for a break and a change of scenery and we got it, the photos make the trip for me but I still have a thousand great photos, there might have to be a next time though.
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We had our January break in Nice this year. This is our combined Christmas and Jayne’s birthday present, which suits me as I can ignore Christmas and no presents to buy. A good result all round. We knew that the weather was forecast to be bad for at least three days which was a bit depressing but there’s nothing you can do about it. We flew from Liverpool, a nice little airport, landed in heavy rain – and it rained almost non-stop for three days. South East France suffered flooding, landslips, airlifts – and deaths! Home from home. Despite having walking gear, waterproofs etc., I had to buy an umbrella. I have never seen as many people with umbrellas, even the young lads had them. They are obviously used to rain – but without the wind to rip the brolly to shreds.
Nice has a pebble beach, the sea was rough on arrival but what we realised later, was that the pebbles were three foot deep on top of the concrete bases that the hotels across the road have bars, settees and tables set up on. For a couple of days tracked Bobcats moved hundreds of tonnes on pebbles, later in the week there were carpets and immaculately laid tables set out on the beach every day, even in January. Every day people swam in the sea and in some cases sunbathed. The temperature peaked at 15C but with the lack of wind it was pleasant, at times though it was cold and snow appeared overnight on the distant mountains, the beginning of the Southern Alps I think.
We walked over 90 miles in seven days and for three days in pouring rain, weighing up the photo possibilities, with the intentions of going back when the weather picked up. On Monday, day four, things improved, on Tuesday and Wednesday it was gorgeous, Thursday was duller. If we had had better weather we would have visited Cannes and Monaco etc. but as it was we stayed within walking distance of Nice. We walked up Castle Hill ( Colline du Chateau) several times in different weather, likewise Mont Boron and Mont Alban. The views were stunning. A peninsula below us was Cap Ferrat and we had an epic day out there, over twenty miles including the 14 Km path around the entire peninsula – the second most expensive place in the world to buy a home apparently. The gates on the driveway would cost more than a small house in Huddersfield. A beautiful place though.
We went to the old Town (Vieux Nice), Cimiez, Villefranche-sur-Mer, the fantastic Russian Cathedral, Pretty much everywhere it was worth walking in the time we had. We walked from 8.30 am until 8.30 pm with barstops for a glass or two of French wine – got to keep it civilised! I had a pretty heavy backpack on with my camera gear and waterproofs etc.
All in all we had a great time but! I made a big mistake, I inadvertently put an 8 Gb CF card back in my camera, formatted it - without checking what was on it – and put another 250 photos on it. I realised when I got home that there was a problem. These photos were the best of the trip, Our second visit to the Russian Cathedral, it was closed the first time, in stunning light, and no crowds. I spotted a giant Cumulonimbus over the snow covered mountains, just as the sun was setting and turning it pink and orange. It was similar to the one I photographed at home recently, A photo of which was on the BBC weather coincidentally. I couldn’t believe my luck, the only way I could get a view of it was by taking a ride on the giant Ferris wheel nearby. We ran to it and they took us around five times, each time I fired away and got some fantastic photos – all gone! At the time I was extremely disappointed but you have to put these things in perspective – it’s nobody’s life. We were there for a break and a change of scenery and we got it, the photos make the trip for me but I still have a thousand great photos, there might have to be a next time though.
We had our January break in Nice this year. This is our combined Christmas and Jayne’s birthday present, which suits me as I can ignore Christmas and no presents to buy. A good result all round. We knew that the weather was forecast to be bad for at least three days which was a bit depressing but there’s nothing you can do about it. We flew from Liverpool, a nice little airport, landed in heavy rain – and it rained almost non-stop for three days. South East France suffered flooding, landslips, airlifts – and deaths! Home from home. Despite having walking gear, waterproofs etc., I had to buy an umbrella. I have never seen as many people with umbrellas, even the young lads had them. They are obviously used to rain – but without the wind to rip the brolly to shreds.
Nice has a pebble beach, the sea was rough on arrival but what we realised later, was that the pebbles were three foot deep on top of the concrete bases that the hotels across the road have bars, settees and tables set up on. For a couple of days tracked Bobcats moved hundreds of tonnes on pebbles, later in the week there were carpets and immaculately laid tables set out on the beach every day, even in January. Every day people swam in the sea and in some cases sunbathed. The temperature peaked at 15C but with the lack of wind it was pleasant, at times though it was cold and snow appeared overnight on the distant mountains, the beginning of the Southern Alps I think.
We walked over 90 miles in seven days and for three days in pouring rain, weighing up the photo possibilities, with the intentions of going back when the weather picked up. On Monday, day four, things improved, on Tuesday and Wednesday it was gorgeous, Thursday was duller. If we had had better weather we would have visited Cannes and Monaco etc. but as it was we stayed within walking distance of Nice. We walked up Castle Hill ( Colline du Chateau) several times in different weather, likewise Mont Boron and Mont Alban. The views were stunning. A peninsula below us was Cap Ferrat and we had an epic day out there, over twenty miles including the 14 Km path around the entire peninsula – the second most expensive place in the world to buy a home apparently. The gates on the driveway would cost more than a small house in Huddersfield. A beautiful place though.
We went to the old Town (Vieux Nice), Cimiez, Villefranche-sur-Mer, the fantastic Russian Cathedral, Pretty much everywhere it was worth walking in the time we had. We walked from 8.30 am until 8.30 pm with barstops for a glass or two of French wine – got to keep it civilised! I had a pretty heavy backpack on with my camera gear and waterproofs etc.
All in all we had a great time but! I made a big mistake, I inadvertently put an 8 Gb CF card back in my camera, formatted it - without checking what was on it – and put another 250 photos on it. I realised when I got home that there was a problem. These photos were the best of the trip, Our second visit to the Russian Cathedral, it was closed the first time, in stunning light, and no crowds. I spotted a giant Cumulonimbus over the snow covered mountains, just as the sun was setting and turning it pink and orange. It was similar to the one I photographed at home recently, A photo of which was on the BBC weather coincidentally. I couldn’t believe my luck, the only way I could get a view of it was by taking a ride on the giant Ferris wheel nearby. We ran to it and they took us around five times, each time I fired away and got some fantastic photos – all gone! At the time I was extremely disappointed but you have to put these things in perspective – it’s nobody’s life. We were there for a break and a change of scenery and we got it, the photos make the trip for me but I still have a thousand great photos, there might have to be a next time though.
When we are on a trip I usually take a backup camera and photos as well, In Nice the Canon G1X was mainly used in the first three, very wet days. I can keep the smaller camera dry in a pocket and quickly use it and put it away. These photos are of the same places as those taken later with the 5D but in entirely different conditions, dull, wet and in the dark – the umbrella photos! I had good fun grabbing shots in the dark on the streets, shops, diners, waiters, people with their heads down and brollys up as the rain came down. The Cote d’Azur is milky white, I guess due to the colour of the water that enters the sea from the two rivers. The rivers were carrying a fair volume down from the mountains and it was just like milk in colour. There was a distinct line in the sea, azure and milky white, were the two met but didn’t mix immediately. The streets wet and reflecting the lights, the rooftop photos saturated with colour due to being wet.
We had our January break in Nice this year. This is our combined Christmas and Jayne’s birthday present, which suits me as I can ignore Christmas and no presents to buy. A good result all round. We knew that the weather was forecast to be bad for at least three days which was a bit depressing but there’s nothing you can do about it. We flew from Liverpool, a nice little airport, landed in heavy rain – and it rained almost non-stop for three days. South East France suffered flooding, landslips, airlifts – and deaths! Home from home. Despite having walking gear, waterproofs etc., I had to buy an umbrella. I have never seen as many people with umbrellas, even the young lads had them. They are obviously used to rain – but without the wind to rip the brolly to shreds.
Nice has a pebble beach, the sea was rough on arrival but what we realised later, was that the pebbles were three foot deep on top of the concrete bases that the hotels across the road have bars, settees and tables set up on. For a couple of days tracked Bobcats moved hundreds of tonnes on pebbles, later in the week there were carpets and immaculately laid tables set out on the beach every day, even in January. Every day people swam in the sea and in some cases sunbathed. The temperature peaked at 15C but with the lack of wind it was pleasant, at times though it was cold and snow appeared overnight on the distant mountains, the beginning of the Southern Alps I think.
We walked over 90 miles in seven days and for three days in pouring rain, weighing up the photo possibilities, with the intentions of going back when the weather picked up. On Monday, day four, things improved, on Tuesday and Wednesday it was gorgeous, Thursday was duller. If we had had better weather we would have visited Cannes and Monaco etc. but as it was we stayed within walking distance of Nice. We walked up Castle Hill ( Colline du Chateau) several times in different weather, likewise Mont Boron and Mont Alban. The views were stunning. A peninsula below us was Cap Ferrat and we had an epic day out there, over twenty miles including the 14 Km path around the entire peninsula – the second most expensive place in the world to buy a home apparently. The gates on the driveway would cost more than a small house in Huddersfield. A beautiful place though.
We went to the old Town (Vieux Nice), Cimiez, Villefranche-sur-Mer, the fantastic Russian Cathedral, Pretty much everywhere it was worth walking in the time we had. We walked from 8.30 am until 8.30 pm with barstops for a glass or two of French wine – got to keep it civilised! I had a pretty heavy backpack on with my camera gear and waterproofs etc.
All in all we had a great time but! I made a big mistake, I inadvertently put an 8 Gb CF card back in my camera, formatted it - without checking what was on it – and put another 250 photos on it. I realised when I got home that there was a problem. These photos were the best of the trip, Our second visit to the Russian Cathedral, it was closed the first time, in stunning light, and no crowds. I spotted a giant Cumulonimbus over the snow covered mountains, just as the sun was setting and turning it pink and orange. It was similar to the one I photographed at home recently, A photo of which was on the BBC weather coincidentally. I couldn’t believe my luck, the only way I could get a view of it was by taking a ride on the giant Ferris wheel nearby. We ran to it and they took us around five times, each time I fired away and got some fantastic photos – all gone! At the time I was extremely disappointed but you have to put these things in perspective – it’s nobody’s life. We were there for a break and a change of scenery and we got it, the photos make the trip for me but I still have a thousand great photos, there might have to be a next time though.
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