The most famous street in town is the Promenade des Anglais. If you're wondering how it got its name, we can help by going back to 1820. Legend has it that due to a few harsh winters, more and more beggars came to the city and the wealthy English people living there decided to provide these people with work. They did so by building a promenade along the coast. It was completed four years later and was named Promenade des Anglais, the English Walk, by locals. Also very interesting to know: In the thirties and forties of the 20th century, it was used as a race track, with the Circuit de la Promenade des Anglais hosting the Grand Prix de Nice for cars and the French Grand Prix for motorcycles in 1938.
And here we are on the road with the little R5 by Renault. Not at racing speed, of course, although, as mentioned, there is little going on on the day of our trip. But the emptiness allows us to drive »La Prom«, as the locals call it, more than once. It is simply too beautiful to glide along between the seafront and the palm trees and old houses. The promenade is seven kilometers long and the only stops are due to red traffic lights and not traffic jams. Once we've had our fill, it's time to take a detour into the old town of Nice. It seems to be the exception rather than the rule that an electric car that is so incredibly yellow gets lost in the alleyways of the »Vieux Nice« - as the old town district is called. As soon as you stop, you are surrounded, stared at and photographed. This can be a bit exhausting in the long run, so it's time for a break.