The weather was perfect all day. Sunny, warm, blue sky. Here we are heading out for the day:

This is my class. The assistant dean is somewhere on the other side of the street leading the group, and I’m in the back pushing it forward.

We took a walk around Nice to visit some of the places where Nietzsche lived. One is marked with a plaque:

I had combed through Nietzsche’s letters looking for information about where he had lived (he moved at least every six months). Two of the places he mentioned I could not find over the summer when I went on a planning trip. One of the two I thought simply didn’t exist anymore as there was a large gap in the street numbers, with Nietzsche’s former residence unfortunately being in that gap. The other was even more mysterious as even the street apparently no longer existed. The weekend before we left, I discovered in that a letters to a friend, Nietzsche writes “P.S. Pet. rue St. Etienne is now renamed Rue Rossini.” A quick search on Google confirmed that Rue Rossini still exists. Nietzsche never gave a street number; just that he was living in the pension de Genève. Rue Rossini is about ten blocks long. I was excited that we might find another of Nietzsche’s former residences. My students and I walked about 20 minutes out of our way to get to it, and then walked down it, only to find nothing. Not one of them complained about being sent on a fool’s errand. I walked back later to see if we missed it. We hadn’t. Many of the buildings were Art Deco, so I’m guessing that Nietzsche’s former living quarters had been destroyed.

We also visited the Villa Masséna and the Cours Saleya. We ended the day (or at least I did) with a group dinner at La Pizza Cresci.