travel starts with photography

Chapter 139 Old Nice Town
Chen Xing's room was on the fifth floor. After entering the room, Chen Xing put his luggage away and came to the bay window of the hotel, leaning on it to look at the ocean below.

Because of the height of the room, he could see the promenade below, as well as more details on the beach.

Although it is already winter, there are still people playing on the beach. The adults accompany the children, and the children are bouncing around looking for 'babies', which are probably some shells on the shore or something.

The waves are so calm, it is estimated that nothing good can rush up.

Moreover, the beach here is not the kind of soft fine sand, but small pebbles, which broadens the horizon of Chen Xing, a country bumpkin.

It turns out that the beach is not all sunshine, fine sand, and coconut trees.

Looking at the time, Chen Xing felt that he should go downstairs to have a meal first.

He thought that the photography festival was in Nice, but he didn't expect it to be in another small city. In this case, he would not bring out all the things. He wanted to stay here for one night, and then went to visit the photography festival tomorrow.

He's just a visitor, just drop by during the photo festival.I heard that there are more than 300 photos, no matter how much you delay, one day is enough for Chen Xing to browse them all.

In the city of Nice, the most attractive thing for Chen Xing is the old city (Vieux Nice), which was built 300 years ago when Nice was still under Italian rule.

Therefore, the buildings in the old city will not have the phenomenon of two cultures intertwined like the downtown area that Chen Xing came to see today.And the road is easy to find, walk along this British Avenue to the end, on one side is the old city of Nice, and on the other side is Nice's Côte d'Azur Airport.

The weather was not bad, so Chen Xing wore a white shirt, a long gray trench coat, and dark denim trousers.

This kind of collocation is actually more suitable for spring and autumn, but it's really not cold outside. It's funny for Chen Xing to go out in a coat or down jacket.

After staying in France for so many days, Chen Xing didn't learn anything else, but received Abel's advice on dressing and matching, and he looked more and more handsome.

The Avenue of the British is close to the seaside. There are many blue chairs lined up. There are about a dozen or twenty chairs in a row. Tourists can sit on them and watch the sea, but Chen Xing did not see any vacant seats.

Not far away, Chen Xing also saw a sculpture.

The sculptures look like those blue chairs by the sea, but they are placed on the side, and they are bigger. Only the two legs of the chairs are connected to the base. Chen Xing thinks this is a landmark building, right?
There is no need for navigation reminders. When Chen Xing saw the large yellow exterior wall, Chen Xing knew that the Old Street of Nice had arrived.

But then his phone rang.

Most of the calls made at this time were edited by Kang Canjun.

Sure enough, after answering the call, Editor Kang's excited voice came from the phone, saying: "You have finally expressed your willingness to write. If you don't send this manuscript over, we will be printing this issue. Oh, I won't mention it." I'm so anxious."

The impurities in Chen Xing's photography work in December were proposed by him, and the positions were reserved, but there was no news from Chen Xing.

If Chen Xing hadn't gone abroad, Kang Canjun would have gone to Chen Xing's house to block the door.

Chen Xing felt a little guilty, and said, "Then have you read what I posted? Is there anything wrong that needs to be changed?"

"I've read it, and it's pretty good. Couldn't you finish writing it like this a long time ago? There aren't many words. It's fine. I'll ask someone to check for typos in a while. Let's print it like this."

"Thank you."

"Don't tell me this. The scenery you took is very good. If you look for you again in the future, you can't delay like this."

Chen Xing was a little surprised, there is still a follow-up?

Quickly promised: "Yes, I promise to submit it on time in the future..."

Before, it was because I couldn’t write it. You can ask Chen Xing to introduce it, but if you ask him to write an article, and this article will be published in a magazine facing the whole country, the feeling is completely different from saying it up.

It's all right now. With the talent of writing, Chen Xing's ability to organize words has been greatly strengthened, even reformed. With the books he has read in the past few years, it is definitely no problem to write some travel notes.

After confirming the printing and publishing time, Chen Xing felt that a stone had landed.

This matter has been in his mind for a long time, and he even wanted to give a brief introduction in colloquial language, and then let the people from Huaxia National Geographic edit it all on the spot.You can't say that you won't be in the magazine if you don't, can you?
Chen Xing is very young, but not naive.

If he becomes so self-willed, what will Zeng Yungao, who is the introducer, do?What should I do if I admire my editor Kang?
Solving such a matter during the trip also made Chen Xing feel more relaxed.

Keep going.

If you follow the navigation and go straight, you will see a part of the coast of the old city, where there are famous flower and food markets, as well as the Nice Opera House, turn a corner and go forward, and you will see the famous Place Masséna in Nice and the Fountain of the Sun where the statue of Apollo stands.

Shopping first or eating first?

Chen Xing chose to eat first.

Without turning a corner, he walked across a crosswalk, and a huge classical building appeared in front of Chen Xing.

These buildings look the same in style, but their appearance is quite different. Chen Xing walks along the edge of the city, and sometimes he can see recesses, like traditional Chinese courtyard buildings, and he can also see C-shaped, E-shaped, etc., and some are even Especially magical.

Moreover, the roads in the old city are very narrow, with a width of five or six meters and a narrower one of only two or three meters.

But it doesn't matter if you don't use the car, just leave the people.

After a brief look, Chen Xing always felt that the buildings here were still too crowded, as if someone had ordered them to build a city in an irregular polygon, which made most of the houses near the edge of the polygon look weird.

And Chen Xing was still a little puzzled.

Aren't all the buildings here more than 300 years ago? Could five or six-story houses be built 300 years ago?
After Chen Xing took a few photos on the street outside, he walked into the old city. Along the way, a Nice policeman shouted, "Sir, sir..."

The policeman himself did not know any other languages, and thought that tourists like Chen Xing could not understand French, so while talking, he gestured for Chen Xing to put his bag in front of him.

"Don't carry your backpack on your back, and be careful with your belongings."

Chen Xing was kind, nodded and said, "I see, thank you."

"Ah, so you can speak French. Have a nice trip."

They seem to love to say this sentence to tourists. Chen Xing has heard it no less than ten times since he came to France, especially after you ask for directions, and when you leave, the opposite side will say this sentence.

(End of this chapter)