I know I’m Miss No One, but I want to write few things about what happened to Nice.
I fell in love with France for the very first time, I already felt I had a connection because my mom was born in France, so it has always been my dream to visited her State. So I decided when I was 11/12 to start taking French Class as an additional class. I was one of the best in grammar, but not so good at speaking.
Then I started attending Linguistic High School just because I wanted to improve French and English.
For my first trip abroad I went to Nice, Cannes, Cote Azur in general with school when I was 16. I stayed just one week but it was one of the best time of my life. I still remember my class eating sandwiches in Nice beach while we were waiting out bus to go to Cannes. I still remember all those “fake human statue” and one of these use plastic bottles.
For the first time I ate orange cheese and now everytime I have the chance to go to France I buy it.
Then when I graduated in college, I asked my parents to go to Paris as a gift. I went there for New Year’s Eve and after few days I left Charlie Hedbo happened.
Now I was planning to go back to France this summer, I was exactly thinking about Nice. And tonight that tragedy happened.
I’m close to all the victims’ families.











