Today was a pretty mellow day. This morning's ride took me up Mont Boron, between Villefranche and Nice, to the historic fort located at the summit, which provides a commanding view of the surrounding terrain. It was quite spectacular (peep that shit on Instagram @flyfishnaked, if you don't know). I was then planning on riding to the Musée Matisse in Nice, but I was sweating so badly in my gear by the time I reached the apartment that I elected instead to park the bike and take an Uber.
The Matisse Museum was nice and had a few gems, but I guess every other museum is impossibly underwhelming when compared to the Louvre, the Monet Museum, or my personal favorite, the D'Orsay... the curse of being exposed to the finer things in life at a young age is that your bar will be set unreasonably high for the remainder of your existence. Ignorance is bliss. And talk is cheap, motherfucker. What?
One perk was that a single 10 Euro admission fee gets you into a variety of local museums and other exhibits, so I checked out the slightly more impressive Museum of Archaeology, the grounds of which border those of the Musée Matisse. Nice and the surrounding area, being European and specifically Mediterranean, is littered with history dating to the Romans and before. There's actually a rather well-preserved ruin outside the museum itself, which was an unexpected treat to tour. Combined with a decent collection of artifacts and a pretty odd death-obsessed exhibit in the lower level, it was overall a wildly acceptable experience - particularly since I didn't know I'd already paid admission. (Edit: I just found out that admission is free for both veterans and students, and I had my IDs verifying both - although I doubt they'd credit my American service. Doublefuck.)
Other than that, I've been eating myself sick on charcuterie and seafood. It's actually a little disgusting.
My knees hurt like a bitch. Fuck you hills, fuck you Army, and fuck you, weak knee genetics. Hopefully this bottle of Bordeaux I just drank will provide some measure of relief.
More rides on the Harley tomorrow... Antibes? Je pense que c'est necessaire!
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