Day 21 - Cannes Just Wasn't Meant to Be.

Something about me and Cannes just didn't click. I'd made several attempts last week to get out to Cannes but thwarted by train strikes and not being able to find the correct bus route. So today I was getting a lift out there. The second we walked out the door, it started to rain. For awhile we'd managed to outrun the weather to Cannes but it came with reinforcements.

So it rainned but I wasn't going to be beaten and went for a walk around the port. Always amazes me the extravagence of the wealth involved with some of these yachts in the harbour - a significant number with cleaning crews or being remodelled/renovated.

Walked past the area where they have the film festival. Looked like they were having some classical music performance and/or conference. Thus you got a whole bunch of English speakers standing around doing the classical 'lets do lunch'. I went up to the castle overlooking the area but being a Monday (or my luck), it was closed.

At about this time, I was prety soaked, the wind was starting to get to me and I thought it was crazy to stay out in this weather if all it was going to lead to was being sick for the next 3 weeks. Made the call to head back to the villa.

My crazy old self *enjoying* the weather: