Mrs. Harvey and our tour guide, Libby, warned us of the great horrors of the train station and the overnight train. However, when faced with this challenge, most of the people in our group described the train ride as "not that bad," an anticlimactic relief. Our group stumbled off the train in a daze at 8:45 this morning and we were whisked away on an exceptionally classy tour bus to view the remains of a Roman arena and bathhouse. The ruins were surrounded by olive trees, the same trees that the Romans used to make olive oil in order to bathe themselves. The ruins were absolutely incredible, and the thought of all the historic events they and the trees have and continue to endure was both inspiring and astounding. From the ruins we were led around the labyrinth that is the Old Town in Nice, a section of the city dedicated to markets and small shops. We spent a short time there before we went to our hotel and long awaited showers. We spit up at the hotel. My mother and I returned to the Old Town in search of souvenirs for everyone back at home, but we ended up shopping for clothes in Galleries Lafayette (a store like Macy's.) Overall, the day, like the entire trip, was exhausting but rewarding and the beauty of the coast of France, the Mediterranean, and the Roman ruins was awe-inspiring.-Kaitlyn Oakley
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