Oops. Just kidding.

Oops. Just kidding - this is the last image from that village. These were the public toilets. They smelled so bad I couldn't use them. Supposedly they are "self-cleaning." After one person used it, the door would lock and it would go through some sort of cleansing cycle, spraying everything down - allegedly - with disinfectant. Ugh. Luckily there was a makeshift urinal that I was able to use, just inside this little hut of feces.


Our other "stretch stop" was beside a very pretty lake nestled in the mountains. A few of the more adventurous members of the group actually went swimming in here. I decided to wait for a real beach.


And here it is, the Mediterranean at night. Wobbly picture, because it was cold out and the waves were crashing rather fast. There was a full moon, and it was so gorgeous.


Nice's Palais de Justice, brightly illuminated.


The conclusion of the day on Friday. As we walked around the old section of Nice, I saw a plaque and went to inspect. It told me just how old Nice is - it was first settled in 500 BC. Wow.