So, let's cut to the chase. The reason why I take 275 photos is because I'll have no idea as to which ones are the good ones. I had anticipated the best photo being a sunset shot I took from the top of the Capitoline Museum in Rome -- there was a flock of birds in the sky and thought they'd make a great shot. Not so much. It looks like this:
On the other hand, the very bestest shot turned out to be one from Bonifacio (on Corsica). I'd had hopes for this, actually -- I took it six different ways, but this was by far the best one:
I hadn't really expected the surface in front of the camera (I think it was just the top of a very old guard rail) to make the photo -- I left it out of most versions -- but, honestly, I think the texture makes the picture somehow. Ah, the things I'm learning about photography.
So, let's start this photo essay in Nice. I didn't see much OF Nice, but there were some really spectacular views of the Mediterranean from there. Here are a couple.
The first, obviously, is from a height. I think that's when I climbed to the top of the castley thingy -- a mistake which made my knees hurt pretty much until I'd gotten to Rome. But you have to admit, the view is gorgeous.
The second picture is from a little area I accidentally found when I was looking for steps down to the port (so I could get to my cruise ship). The steps instead led down to this little rocky area, where a bunch of people were sitting (I found an angle that excluded them) and eating lunch.
(It was time to leave when I saw a big old rat get up and scurry between those rocks, probably looking for leftovers. At the time, I wondered whether this was going to be some sort of metaphor for France -- lovely on top and rat-infested beneath. As it turns out, I still haven't seen enough of France to know for sure.)
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