They've arrived! [part two]

A week ago a second wave of swallows arrived, seemingly riding the crest of the air waves of a rather large storm that blew through the south of France.

We hadn't seen anything of the first batch of swallows after the February group arrived.  They were here one day and then they were gone.  But this group seems determined to stick around.  We've watched them scour the skies all week.

This reminds me of my youth.  My mother and father had moved us to Dana Point in 1964.  We used to celebrate the Swallow Festival each year when the swallows would come to Capistrano.

In fact, Nice feels a lot like Dana Point and San Juan Capistrano.  They're both beach-side areas with similar "laid back beach vibes."  The only thing missing here in Nice are the sometimes large waves that would hit the California coast and bring surfers out in droves.