Not being in the film industry, we really didn't know what to do except walk into town, nose around, eat, take pix, and come back. We were in Cannes four days and did this twice, also taking an administrative day and a day up in the
bastide town of Mougins to see a museum. We were at a campground, Les Cigales, in Mandeliou la Napoule, the first couple nights, then moved closer in for the next two.
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The campground map of the region reminds that the Cote d'Azur is mostly about
mountains, with the beaches comprising just an infinitesimal bit; nonetheless... |
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A "boulidrome," that is, a park devoted to boules, petanque, with a dozen or more
match areas |
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Our path to the boardwalk went down this short canal |
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On the beach, a physical therapy class |
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Rules, etc. |
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There were several areas where people with disabilities
could enjoy the beach |
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Sibling cities |
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Disneyfication of Guignol; this is scandalous! |
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The Royal Clipper, a steel-hulled cruise ship that makes runs between Cannes
and Barcelona |
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Mountains |
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We had lunch at a place called The Bay...my moules farci |
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And my salmon atop a bed of grilled veggies, with rice |
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Vicki's steak and frites; don't remember her dessert |
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In the marina area |
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Fleet's in; rather a better show than St. Tropez |
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So we're walking past the Hotel de Ville, from which a big wedding party is
emerging...and they are boarding two tourist trains... |
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Well, all but the bride and groom and driver and his partner |
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Thumbs up: vamos! Weddings have changed so much... |
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In the big city square, an antiques/brocantes market is under way |
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Sundial that shoots a brass cannon |
1 comment:
Wesley would love the Thomas train. Wes would love all the boats.
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