It's funny - Paul and I both decided we didn't like Cannes very much, because it was too chic and fashionable and glitzy. But the photos make it look great! So maybe we'll have better memories than we thought.
We stopped for a two-hour lunch break at Cannes, where they hold the famous film festival, giving awards to the best films and actors from around the world. Once a year, in May, famous actors and directors dress in fancy clothes and walk up the steps on the red carpet in Cannes, and the photographers snap pictures. We saw the steps they walk up and the handprints of the stars in the cement.
We also saw lots of brand-name luxury goods shops, like Louis Vuitton and Ferragamo and Cartier, and women dressed in high heels and skimpy clothing. Lots of fancy cars, too.
But what I liked best was the beach! It is what you'd expect from the Riviera: soft sandy beach, crowded with sunbathers. Some of the women were topless! We took photos but won't post them here. I took off my shoes and walked in the soft sand on the edge of the Mediterranean Sea. Aaaaah!
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