Have You Ever Slept on a Beach?
Recently, I’ve been writing down a lot of my “first-time” experiences. Like the first time I rode a motorcycle, first time I got laid (by a girl), or first time I ate 100 shrimps in one night. I had another “first time” experiences when I was in Nice, France. After a crazy night out, we found out that in France, fires are not allowed at campsites. (Seriously, who goes camping without the notion of starting fires? What is wrong with the French, sometimes?) Therefore, we were kicked out of our campsite, and had to find a place to stay. Instead of even thinking about getting a hotel room or a hostel, all of us decided to go to Cannes for a nice dinner, and then head back to the beach. (I also believe Maximators were involved.)
The beach itself were rocky, however, with enough Maximators and Italians singing Italian songs, it was easy to fall asleep. Surprisingly, we were not hassled at all and there were many others doing the same thing as us. The culminating factor to the beach sleeping experience was waking up to the amazing sunrise and being able to see beautiful Nice. Oh, I forgot, we all ended up going to Monaco that afternoon, to mess with high society…the irony.