Leaving Nice was hard to do.  The city is so picturesque that there is no wonder the rich and famous go there.  If I had to live in France that would be the place.  Ken and I decided to skip the airport easy way to get back to Paris, so the bullet train sounded cooler.  The schedule on line had a 9:30 something departure out of Nice and 3:15 into Paris.  We shot for that one and got the upper deck.  The train left off of track A and actually departed on time.  This isn't Swiss Railway.... :)

This train headed west and followed the Med.  Through the towns of Cannes, St. Tropez and Marseilles.  It was built along the cliffs so tunnels where the normal scenery.  I had hoped to get pix out the window, but the sun glare was pretty intense.  I will attach some pix anyway.  This train was kind of meandering its way for the first hour with a few key stops.  Once we turned and headed north toward Paris this train accelerated faster and faster.  We skirted the highways a few times and blew away the cars.  I know from driving all that way, we must be doing 220+ kilometers and hour.  Wow, smooth as can be, plus a bar  car.  I was hoping for some switchbacks up in the mountains, but I guess France has some huge valleys that cut right through the country.  You could tell the temps outside got colder and colder as  you proceeded north.  Finally the snow and we zipped into the Lyon Paris station.  People were  everywhere and we needed to find a hotel.  Our dinner last night was at the Yellow Mad Monkey.  Frances version of an Irish Pub.  Place was set up like Jimmy Buffet restaurant.  It was some normal food at least.  Digestive system needs some help.  Remember the tp here is little sheets.....very tricky, if you catch my drift.  :)
Will write more in the morning.  Heading off to the Louvre and Notre Dame Cathedral after breakfast.