Photo Journal: Cannes, France | July 2015
Cannes, the city of stars. We only had a half-day there, but everyone we talked to was right. That's really all you need. We had eaten a beautiful breakfast at the country home supplied by our hosts on their veranda overlooking the loping hills and gardens leading up the mountains that lay far beyond. It was just the sort of morning you know is going to lead to a good day. Arriving in Cannes just before noon, we immediately found the Palais des Festivals et des Congrès, the main hub for the annual Cannes Film Festival in May, amongst other things. I made sure to get a picture there as my before shot. Ya know, before I become famous. Then we strolled the beaches, which were very nice and very nude. No one told us! We tried to have lunch at an adorable side road restaurant, only to find out that they were out of everything but omelets and salads. And by that I mean eggs and lettuce. It was my mistake for once again falling into that American habit of 24/7 service. We found a little buffet place with a menu to go instead, perfect as we could eat on the train to Antibes. Cannes thus was ironically much like the Hollywood starlets it hosts: beautiful, empty, and glittering for only a moment before being passed by for the next big thing. And the next big thing was Antibes.
Check out my other adventures in the French Riviera in Nice!
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