Nice in France became popular in the 18th century when upper class Englishmen came to the place to avoid winter. It became a place of relaxation and climate therapy.
While we were sitting by the beach restaurant sipping our cocktail drinks at Opera Place and our six-year old playing with the pebbles, I could almost imagine the pale upper class Englishmen sitting in the same place where I was, enjoying the sun. Even renowned artists came to the place for inspiration.
Soon even beggars came, driven by harsh winters, to Nice’s more agreeable climate. It was probably problematic for the snobbish.
Then some rich and influential English dude started talking about letting the beggars be useful and let them create a walkway. After all, the beach with its huge pebbles were hard to walk on. His friends agreed and the word passed to different ears until the project was born.
Yes, the beggars built with their hands Nice’s main seaside walkway, Promenades des Anglais, translated “Walkway of the English”
It makes me wonder, since European cities like Berlin and Stockholm have now an influx of beggars from poorer European countries – can giving beggars useful work still be possible in this modern time? Let them make wondrous things, such as walkways that people, even in future generations, will appreciate?