Villefranche: Don't Take the Bus

During our trip to Nantes, we stayed at a really great hostel that I highly recommend to anyone visiting the city!  We arrived at late to the hostel, and after a quick check in crashed in comfy bunks.  The next morning, while we were eating breakfast, one of the staff members gave us a 30-minute run-down on all the cool things we could do in Nice, and in all the surrounding cities.  Awesome!  So feeling ready to conquer the world, we invited my roommate and her boyfriend (who also booked a trip to Nice without knowing I was going!) to take a little trip to a city called Villefranche that sits on the Mediterranean and has a great peninsula you can hike out.  Sounds perfect, right?

The picturesque little city of Villefranche.

I mean, how gorgeous is that?!

Want to know how I have such great pictures of this little town?  Well, let me tell you.  THE BUS.  I am officially stating how much I dislike buses as a form of public transportation.  They are the trickiest little guys; a game of guess-how-well-you-know-this-town-you've-never-been-to.  Trams? Wonderful, clean, structured.  Trains?  Big trams.  My feet?  It's my own fault if I get lost.  But buses, ohhh buses.  I swear they were created just to confuse the heck out of me.

But I digress... the four of us got off at the completely wrong stop, tried to find another bus, didn't wave it down, watched it drive away feeling like like fools, and then walked the coast in search of food and drink.

The bus ain't comin, kids.

Moral of the story: we eventually found a restaurant that served sub-par tapas and over-priced sangria, but sat on the Mediterranean, so I guess I can forgive them.

Let's be real, I loved every minute of the day.  It's days like that one that make me love traveling.  You never know what's going to happen, I usually get lost, and then find something that's way cooler than I could have planned for myself, so no complaints from me.

Love from France!

Angie

Oh, and PS, we took the train home.