The Cote d’Azur

25 Mar

Renee Felton is the media relations manager at U.S. Figure Skating.

Hi everyone! I’m writing from Nice, France, site of the 2012 ISU World Figure Skating Championships. As one of Team USA’s media relations representative, I get the pleasure of watching the competition live and visiting beautiful places along the way. With a few free days (good planning, of course!) before official practice starts on Monday, I have made my way to some of the French Riviera’s most popular cities and hidden gems. The willingness to figure out public transportation has served me well! Not to mention beautiful weather and friendly people. I’m lucky to have these opportunities.

After about 21 hours of travel from Colorado Springs (via Dulles and Frankfurt), I made it to Nice just after 10 a.m. on Saturday morning. No rest for the weary, I made it to the lovely Hipark Residences and my apartment-style room (where my bed is actually a pull-out couch) to quickly change. Turns out, I didn’t need to be in such a big hurry because I made it to the train station approximately one hour before the next train to Monaco-Monte Carlo. I drank a Coca Light and chatted with a woman from Toronto. After a crowded train ride down the French coastline, I arrived in Monaco to breathtaking views. I don’t think my words can give justice to the hills, cliffs, palace, sizable yachts and Mediterranean Sea.

Good thing my legs were well rested from my hours of traveling because they came in handy walking up the steep hills and staircases to the Palace of Monaco – home of Prince Rainer. The grounds are also some to a Oceanographic museum (which I didn’t visit due to time constraints), gardens, cafes, souvenir shops and many scenic overlooks. Of course, the palace itself was not open to visitors but I did go inside the Cathedral. No matter how many old European churches I visit, I’m still blown away by the beauty and architecture. Not to mention a little caught off guard by the gravesites of important people that line the walls. The gardens, even in early spring, were beautiful. I can’t imagine how fragrant and full of live they become closer to summer.

Now walking downhill, I made my way back past the extravagant yachts docked in the harbor and toward Monte Carlo. You want to talk about extravagance! The indoor mall, shop-lined streets, casinos and hotels made me wish my per diem would stretch just a little farther. Had I not spent so much time in Gucci, I would have walked up to the Hotel de Paris just in time to actually recognize the leggy blonde who was causing quite a stir. As the crowd dispersed, I found a restaurant and had a snack before wandering around the casino and then into the mall. I learned from a shop worker that if I pay about 6-7 Euros for a bottle of French wine, it’s going to taste good. I’m sure my friends will be happy to help me test this theory when I get home.

Exhausted from the travel and walking around Monaco, I returned to Nice. Right across from the hotel is Carrefour, the big grocery store. I stopped in for some food (I still can’t figure out where people were getting their carts). Unfortunately, I didn’t buy my apples because I didn’t realize they had to be weighed in the produce section. Rookie mistake. Since then, I got some apples at a small shop . where they weighed them at the cash register.

Today, I once again made my way east on the coastline, this time to a town called Eze. It’s built up into the hillside and I got a little car sick from the bus ride. But was it worth it! I visited a perfume laboratory – where I learned that the “noses” who test and develop scents go to special schools and are only allowed to work for three hours at a time, and got myself a French scent as well as some perfumed soaps from my mom. I then made my way into the old village. The rock walls were stacked up into a maze filled with restaurants, shops and even two hotels. The views from old town Eze were breathtaking.

Once again exhausted, I wandered a little bit around Nice upon my return. I stumbled across “Happy Hours” at a café on Place Garibaldi right on the outskirts of old town Nice. I plan to go wander the old town tomorrow between practices. A couple beside me ordered a delicious looking bread. I’m glad I inquired as to what they were eating because I was treated to Socca <> . Socca is a bread made of chickpea flour and olive oil. It’s a specialty in Nice and originated in Genoa. Very simple, very delicious. As if I didn’t eat enough bread already, I’m now snacking on a baguette and cheese I got at a local shop.

I’m having a great time – I must say the only disappointment so far is that my viewing subscription to is blacked out due to my location. Well, I can’t be too choosy I guess! Tomorrow if the first day of practice. Team USA began to arrive today and I’m looking forward to getting started. Here’s hoping the U.S. has a great showing in Nice!

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