One week Dolce Vita in the French Riviera
1 Week in the French Riviera
Explore the famous French Riviera, with one goal in mind: Experiencing La Dolce Vita to the fullest.
The plane touched down in Nice, and as I stepped out into the warm Mediterranean air, I felt the anticipation of a week filled with adventure and indulgence. Nice greeted me with its vibrant energy and azure waters. I checked into the charming Hôtel Negresco, a belle époque gem that whispered stories of grandeur. My room overlooked the Promenade des Anglais, where the sea shimmered invitingly.
That evening, I wandered through the narrow streets of Vieux Nice, inhaling the mingling scents of lavender and freshly baked baguettes. I found myself at Fenocchio, a family-run gelateria, where I savored a scoop of lavender ice cream. The night ended with a leisurely stroll along the promenade, the lights of the city reflecting in the gentle waves.
Day 2: Cannes - Glamour and Glitz
The train ride to Cannes was a scenic delight, the coastline revealing hidden coves and picturesque villages. Cannes, with its glamorous aura, was a different world. I walked the famous Boulevard de la Croisette, where luxury boutiques and upscale cafes lined the street. The Palais des Festivals stood as a testament to the city's film legacy.
Lunch was a decadent affair at Le Caveau 30, a local favorite, where I indulged in bouillabaisse, a rich seafood stew. In the afternoon, I took a ferry to Île Sainte-Marguerite, a serene escape from the bustling city. As the sun set, I returned to Cannes, feeling the allure of its vibrant nightlife but opting for a quiet evening by the sea.
Day 3: Eze - A Medieval Marvel
I rented a car and drove to Eze, a medieval village perched high above the coast. The winding, cobblestone streets led me to the Jardin Exotique, where succulents and cacti thrived amidst ancient ruins. The panoramic view of the Mediterranean was breathtaking, each wave a whisper of ancient tales.
Lunch at La Chevre d'Or, a Michelin-starred restaurant, was an experience to savor. The flavors of Provence danced on my palate, each bite a revelation. The afternoon was spent exploring the village's artisanal shops and galleries, each corner revealing new wonders.
Day 4: Monaco - The Pinnacle of Elegance
Monaco, the epitome of luxury, was a short drive away. The Prince's Palace, perched on the Rock of Monaco, offered a glimpse into royal life. I wandered through the opulent halls of the Oceanographic Museum, feeling like a child again amidst the marine wonders.
In the afternoon, I tried my luck at the Casino de Monte-Carlo, its grandeur and history almost intimidating. I didn’t win much, but the thrill was worth every euro. Dinner was at Le Louis XV - Alain Ducasse, an experience of culinary artistry that words could hardly capture.
Day 5: Antibes - Picasso’s Muse
Antibes, with its relaxed charm, was a welcome change. The Picasso Museum housed in the Château Grimaldi was a tribute to the artist's time in the city. His works, inspired by the Mediterranean light, spoke of a deep connection to the place.
I spent the afternoon at Plage de la Gravette, the soft sand and clear waters a perfect respite. Dinner at Les Vieux Murs offered stunning views of the sunset, the sky ablaze with colors that seemed almost surreal.
Day 6: St. Tropez - The Iconic Playground
St. Tropez, synonymous with glamour, was next. The port, filled with luxury yachts, was a sight to behold. I visited the Annonciade Museum, its collection of modern art a reflection of the town’s artistic spirit.
Lunch at Le Club 55 on Pampelonne Beach was a quintessential St. Tropez experience, where the simplicity of grilled fish was elevated by the ambiance. The day ended with a visit to the less frequented Plage des Canebiers, where I found a quiet spot to reflect on the journey.
Day 7: Farewell in Nice
Back in Nice for my final day, I visited the Musée Matisse, the artist’s works a celebration of color and form. I wandered through the bustling Cours Saleya market, its stalls brimming with flowers, produce, and local delicacies.
Lunch at La Petite Maison, a beloved institution, was a feast of Niçoise cuisine. The afternoon was spent lounging on the pebbled beach, the rhythm of the waves a soothing backdrop. As the sun set on my last evening, I dined at Le Chantecler, the Negresco’s fine dining restaurant, each dish a masterpiece.
As I packed my bags, I felt a deep sense of contentment. The French Riviera had been more than a journey; it was a celebration of life, beauty, and the simple pleasures that make each moment precious. La Dolce Vita had embraced me, and I carried its spirit with me, a cherished memory of a week well-lived.