Nice, a city where every moment becomes a picture.

Nice felt less like a trip and more like a fleeting dream. The sea was unbelievably blue, and the entire city shimmered as if bathed in sunlight. The view of the sea upon leaving the airport instantly put me at ease, and each day felt like a gift. Promenade des Anglais is the heart of this city. In the morning, locals exercise; in the afternoon, travelers bask in the sun; and in the evening, couples stroll against the backdrop of the sunset. Walking amidst this scenery, I felt as though I had become one of the city's residents. The charm of the old town lies in its timeless alleys. The buildings bearing traces of history, the ever-changing market scenes, and the warm people I met there made me slow down and savor the experience rather than rushing through tourist spots. The view of Nice from the hilltop at Colline du Château was the most beautiful I’ve seen among European cities. The sea, the city, the red rooftops, and the promenade all came into view at once, leaving me speechless as I stood there for a long time. Nice is a city that leaves a lingering impression rather than a strong one. It’s a place that gives you countless reasons to want to return.