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The first time I went to Nice, I was around 8-9 years old and that city didn't give me such a good impression. Everyone who has been there likes Nice and it seemed I was the only one not appreciating what that city has to offer.
I was travelling with my grandfather and my brother at that time. One day, we were walking along la Promenade des Anglais when a group of small tzigane kids (they were around 5 or 6 of my age) asked for money. They formed a closed circle around my grandfather, begging for money. Suddenly, I saw that the tallest girl put her hand inside my grandfather's pocket while the others were pushing and holding his hands. I shouted and my grandfather put his hand into his pocket and had a firm grip on the tall girl who tried to pickpocket us.
He then threatened to call the police if they didn't get out of our way quickly.
So all the tzigane kids started walking away, except one girl, who was about the same age as me, came towards me and slapped me on the face. Probably because I shouted and made their pickpocket attempt fail. I didn't even have time to realize what happened and react. This is why I didn't like Nice.
And I felt that way about Nice until I went back, years later, in 1997 to visit my best friend. She lives in Ste Maxime, about an hour by car from Nice.
With her, I started visiting Nice again. I had a completely different view of Nice, maybe because I am older now thus more apt to appreciate things or I was in good company and had fun.
I regularly go to the South of France to visit my best friend. There is other things than beaches over there...
I didn't take too many pictures unfortunately.</font>
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