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The saying "You will realize it's worth, once it is gone" is so true. Well "You appreciate things, you don't have" is also true. I am not used to visiting old towns. (I don't really know if the first district of Vienna can be called "old town") In my 4 nights and 5 days trip, I got to see a lot of old and new towns in southern France. My friends wanted to see the old towns and me who had no idea what the-must-see in the city was, just followed the alphas. Pretty amazing, how the natives could preserve the old buildings or the old town in general. Eze Village and St. Paul de Vence, also Menton were the most laidback. Eze Village is unique, because it's on top of a cliff, the houses are made of stones, I don't know people must have carved their houses in the 16th century) The other old towns were too much of a touristspot already. I even wondered, if the people living in the village, were okay with the fact that their "territory...

So I'm kinda still having my NICE hangover. Another NICE-fascination for me, are the burialsites, graveyard or simply cemetery in the old cities of the Cote D'Azur. I never thought that I'll visit cemeteries in another country, I haven't seen a cemetery in Vienna from the inside. haha. I was so fascinated, I super liked the cemetery in Menton, which was so high up that you had to walk a lot but the view was magical. You had an overview over parts of Menton and the ocean. While I was standing and staring at the graves, I was thinking "If ever these people won't make it to heaven, they have a fantastic view and are atleast almost in heaven" These graves are really old, some from the 19th century or even from the 18th century. A lot of foreigners, who died during war or who retired in Menton. Meaningful trip. Who would have thought I'd appreciate a cemetery? I wonder if these people still have relatives, who take care of their "remains"?.. ...

Hello my blogmates! Last week, the second week of my easter break I went on a short vacation with a friend of mine. We visited our common friend Katrin, who is studying at the moment in Nice, France. I will tell you how the trip went, why where etc etc. So I never thought that my parents would let me go out of town with two austrian friends. Everybody knows that I have strict parents and I really wanted to go to Nice. (1) because I have a friend who lives there and can tour me around. I hate reading maps. So I ordered my ticket, and after it was bought I told my mother that I'll visit Katrin in Nice in April. (I didn't tell my father first because I know he doesn't know where Nice is and he would ask me a lot of questions. Like the 100 trilliongazillion asked question "Who is Katrin?") So she said nothing. She only said, if I can afford everything, I can go and I know my limitations and she trusts me. (scary haha) So Samantha and I went to Nice, the flight wa...