June 30: Travel day from Como, Italy to Nice, France.

We have become very efficient and fast packers. That is about all that I am good at when it comes to the trains. I don't know what it is, but everything points back to the bathrooms.

The kids loved this train. The first one we had our own compartment that the door would close. In true Italian fashion, the A/C didn't work inside the compartment so we had to keep the door open. This was our longest ride of the trip, 6.5 hours total on four trains. 

The view from the beach on Cote D'Azur to our apartment. The area we are staying is called Old Town. We like it because it has an Italian flare to it, not the boring drab grey limestone of most of France. The building up ahead is a church, of course.

Early afternoon, and the water of the Mediterrenean Sea looks inviting. This is the view from our apartment.

If you look close, you can see where we are staying. Our window is the open on the left of the palm tree. The building to the right is the Nice Opera House. If you listen really closely at night, you can hear the opera performing.

This is the beach. Todd was concerned about the pebbles. There are very few sand beaches in the French Riviera. Tanner is glad. He can't stand sand beaches because to much ends up in his suit and not on the beach. This was heaven to him.

Tan Man testing the waters.

We made the kids bring sandals in case they needed them to walk around in the water with. Ty was giving up on them. They were cramping his style. His swimsuit would provide enough cloth for twenty Europeon suits.