My Neighborhood
I love my neighborhood.
During our first few weeks in Nice, we were short a few appliances, so we frequented the combination dry cleaners/self-service laundromat a few doors down. Like most of the shops on our street, it is is run by a couple. I went with Anna one day, and the owner lady fetched her dog from behind the counter, grabbed a handful of dog treats, and let Anna feed Gypsy, the shop dog. We often pass them on the street when we are coming home from school at midday. She ALWAYS stops to let Justin hold the leash and Anna pet the dog. She also gave us a free circus coupon when the circus was in town.
A couple blocks down the street we have a Speed Rabbit Pizza (or Pizza Labbit according to Anna) take out/delivery place. It’s just like Pizza Hut pizza. In any case, we are on a first name basis with the employees, and we don’t have to tell them anymore what the order is—we’re regulars. The kids always want to go—not so that they can help with the pizzas, but to see Alexia and their other friends who work there.
I went and ordered a dinner from the Chinese/Vietnamese restaurant downstairs Saturday night. We haven’t taken advantage of this restaurant too often. Just twice, I think. Nonetheless, when they couldn’t find a disposable container for the soup, they loaned me a Tupperware container. Just asked me to return it when I could.
There’s a homeless man often in front of the grocery store down the street who sells poetry. I don’t know if anyone buys it. I always refuse, but I still think it’s rather charming.
So, there you go, a few of the people and places that are making 111 bis Boulevard Gambetta home.
During our first few weeks in Nice, we were short a few appliances, so we frequented the combination dry cleaners/self-service laundromat a few doors down. Like most of the shops on our street, it is is run by a couple. I went with Anna one day, and the owner lady fetched her dog from behind the counter, grabbed a handful of dog treats, and let Anna feed Gypsy, the shop dog. We often pass them on the street when we are coming home from school at midday. She ALWAYS stops to let Justin hold the leash and Anna pet the dog. She also gave us a free circus coupon when the circus was in town.
A couple blocks down the street we have a Speed Rabbit Pizza (or Pizza Labbit according to Anna) take out/delivery place. It’s just like Pizza Hut pizza. In any case, we are on a first name basis with the employees, and we don’t have to tell them anymore what the order is—we’re regulars. The kids always want to go—not so that they can help with the pizzas, but to see Alexia and their other friends who work there.
I went and ordered a dinner from the Chinese/Vietnamese restaurant downstairs Saturday night. We haven’t taken advantage of this restaurant too often. Just twice, I think. Nonetheless, when they couldn’t find a disposable container for the soup, they loaned me a Tupperware container. Just asked me to return it when I could.
There’s a homeless man often in front of the grocery store down the street who sells poetry. I don’t know if anyone buys it. I always refuse, but I still think it’s rather charming.
So, there you go, a few of the people and places that are making 111 bis Boulevard Gambetta home.