We actually started in Villefranche, not Nice and opted to do it ourselves. None of the ship excursions appealed so we planned to head up into Provence to St. Paul de Vence. Well worth the effort! (It wouldn't have been as much ... Read More
We actually started in Villefranche, not Nice and opted to do it ourselves. None of the ship excursions appealed so we planned to head up into Provence to St. Paul de Vence. Well worth the effort! (It wouldn't have been as much effort if I'd taken better notes.) I bought the train ticket (and that's a short walk from the pier) to the Cagnes-sur-Mer and then we got off a stop too early (Cros de Cagnes). Oops! Instead of waiting an hour for another train, we wandered the area a bit, marveled at a street market that might as well have been a mall for the variety it sold and then defaulted to calling Uber. Our driver was prompt, took us through gorgeous countryside and tiny, winding roads (some so small that he had to back up to make room for oncoming traffic) and got us to St. Paul in short order (much faster than the bus would have).
I highly recommend this town. It's a medieval walled city on a hill overlooking the Provence countryside in all directions filled with art galleries and cafes. We shopped, took a ton of pictures, had a wonderful lunch on La Tilleul's patio until a storm started coming in, bringing much colder temperatures and gray skies. We had coffee and dessert inside. Then caught the bus back into Nice proper.
It was a long bus ride that deposited us in the middle of Nice nowhere near the train station (which, again, was my fault for not researching the proper route to get back), not that we necessarily had time for the train at that point. Uber to the rescue again, except I picked the wrong Villefranche port. Luckily, hubby took a picture and a local at the pier directed our driver to the right pier. We arrived back with 20 minutes to spare before the last tender. Whew.
Of course, the weather had blown in and the tender ride was a rollercoaster with water bashing the front of the little boat. The pilot was a hero for navigating us safely through that. Needless to say, it took a couple of glasses of wine before I was calm from all the excitement! Read Less