Welcome to Nice
The French Riviera has a reputation problem. Mention it and people picture superyachts at Monaco and €30 cocktails in Saint-Tropez, which describes maybe five miles of a hundred-mile coast. Nice itself is nothing like that: it is a real city of 350,000 people with a fish market, a tram network, students, and an old town where the laundry still hangs across the alleys.
It also has the single most useful piece of infrastructure on the Mediterranean — a local railway that runs the length of the coast, stopping at Villefranche-sur-Mer, Beaulieu, Èze, Monaco, Menton and half a dozen other places, for two or three euros a journey. Almost every other beautiful coastline in Europe requires a rental car and a fight for parking. This one does not.
Nice was Italian until 1860, and it still is in the ways that matter most: the food is closer to Ligurian than French, the old town's houses are ochre and terracotta rather than limestone, and the accent softens. It makes for a strange and very likeable hybrid, and a better base than any of the prettier villages nearby — which are lovely for three hours and short of dinner options after that.
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- Major City
- Culture & Arts