Today’s ride took us 40 km down the coast to Nice from where we catch flights back to the UK in a couple of days time. The coast road was pretty busy and, although it was quite interesting from a tourism point of view, it wasn’t a pleasure to ride along.
Our hotel in Menton didn’t offer breakfast so we stopped in Monaco for coffee and croissants. The Principality of Monaco is an independent microstate occupying approximately one square mile of France’s coastline. It’s home to a yacht-lined harbour, a big casino complex, an opera house, hotels, boutiques, nightclubs and restaurants. On top of these are apartments for the wealthy. There’s not much room for anything else. It’s a weird place. The breakfast was pretty good.
Marcus had pre-booked his hotel in Nice and the plan was for us to sort something once we arrived. What we didn’t anticipate was that this weekend Nice is hosting Ironman France, and its 3,000 participants plus their families and the entire support crew had booked up most of the City’s hotel rooms. We tried half a dozen places before resorting to an online booking app to search for somewhere to stay. The app suggested Hotel Altair had space and was extremely cheap. We found it fairly easily and checked in. The reason it was so cheap became apparent when we were shown to our rooms. It was a hostel not a hotel, and the price was for a bed not a room. This didn’t bother Luke or me but Jered didn’t fancy it and left alone to find something better.