Blackcurrant and nighttime shenanigans

In Villefranche-sur-Mer, we found a little restaurant not far from the train station. For 16 euros, we had a simple but delicious meal of salade niçoise, perch, and lemon-blackcurrant sorbet. The fish was especially tender, and the lemon and blackcurrant eaten together made for quite a refreshing dessert. Blackcurrant isn't really a common flavor in America, but it seems to be quite popular over here, so it was nice to get a taste.

In the evening, we returned to Nice, and that night we went out to search for Joy, Lorenzo's friend from Yale, who was staying at a hostel. Incidentally, Nice is a city for old people, and most of the public transportation shuts off at 9 pm, so we we spent the better part of an hour at the bus stop hiding from the rain (yeah, it was one of those nights).

We didn't find Joy, unfortunately, but we did look through a dozen rooms and awkwardly meet the man in charge of making beds at the hostel. At least the lights in the streets at night are pretty.