I began my trip to Nice, France with what I believed to be a ankle sprain. (1) 50 pound bag, (1) backpack, and (1) small roller bag is everything I would carry on the train ride. It was enough though when you have an injury but luckily I had some help after the first train. Alex (one of the girls) helped me by switching bags and her suitcase was nothing compared to the weight of my bag. We had a stop in Milan and lucky for one girl that is where the embassy was for stolen passports. Hannah has been pick pocketed while looking at souvenirs in Italy. It happened the night before we were leaving to Nice. She was fortunate enough to find a embassy in Milan and that happened to be our first stop. We had about 10 minutes time to reach our next train and so I had no choice but to run on my foot. We were on our next train and I stayed in the center of where you walk from car to car. I had my luggage and me, rocking back and forth in a non-secure place. Why wouldn't I just find a seat and sit down? Well, we discovered that there were some rude people that refused to move out of OUR seats. We had paid for these seats and they would not move. Finally, they were able to get the conductor to move out of our seats. I got to rest my ankle for about 3 hours and it was great. The next train was a short one but I fell asleep and let me say that was the wrong thing to do. I was filmed with my mouth open in the background of a now made music video and the featured song was "Call me Baby."
This shows how it was worth every little long awaited moment. The day at the beach was great because it was beautiful weather and just the beauty of it. There were plenty of boats in the water and you could see the distinguished colors of the dark blue and light blue. I nestled my feet under the rocks and laid out in the pebbled beach. After a day of relaxation, I went out to eat and had some yummy gelato. I could not have enough gelato. =] That night I went out to a cool bar & dine place. It was great dancing on tables and listening to the whole place sing along with the musicians. It was like a scene from "P.S. I Love you" where they are all singing.
The next day my foot was swollen from the dancing. It was probably not a good idea to be jumping on my foot but there was no pain that night. I was so tired to go to Moraco and my foot hurt too much to do all the walking over there. I stayed behind with another girl Katie, and we decided to try scuba diving through the hostel. I was bewildered why it only cost 45Euros but I brushed it off and continued to find this place. Long story short I found that it was a good reason to question this place. I must have ascended to fast because my nose started bleeding and I had blood in my spit. I went to the pharmacy and it was confirmed that this could happen. Although, I flew the next day and I did not find out until later that you are suppose to wait about 24 hours. It is fatal to fly after and especially since I had blood in my spit. Well, I am okay but next time I will certainly question why I was not certified first.
Hey Britt! OMG!! That sounds really scary, about the scuba diving incident! So glad that you didn't suffer any worse complications than a nosebleed!!! GREAT pictures, and love the Beatles contribution:):) Your videos are awesome. Foot sure was puffed up!::( Still more to come , we hope.:):)
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Brittany Cervantes
What happens when a student journalist swaps time zones and writes about a walk in her shoes? Well, I guess you will have to take a trip with me to find out. Come & explore my adventures as I write, capture, and explore five countries. Travel with me too France, Italy, Monaco, Switzerland, and England. Get your passports ready!