After a few hours in Monaco I hopped on a train to Nice, which is in a different country, but it is only a few minutes away. In Nice I made my way to my hostel, dropped my stuff off and headed to the beach once again.



The beach in Nice is devoid of sand, it is just rocks. I had been warned about this in advance, but it was worse than I expected. Lying on rocks is not very comfortable.



It did have this little artificial patch of sand, but it was dumb looking. It was getting late in the day, so I hung out for a while and watched the sun set before heading back to the hostel.