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Cannes

 We took the train to Cannes.  All of the south east coast (French Rivera) of France has an amazing urban transit system which integrates bus, tram and train.  The trip between Antibes and Cannes took about 15 minutes.  One of the things I wanted to see was where the Cannes Film Festival is held.  

The first thing we did upon arriving in Cannes was find a creperie on the square overlooking the harbour.
Cheese, ham and mushroom crepes made in the traditional style out of buckwheat flour.  I have found that a lovely glass of rose wine is about the cheapest thing to drink in a restaurant.  




We started our climb to the old tower and church.


Magnificent views during the climb.  The new building in the centre of the pictures is where the Cannes Film Festival is held.





Some local architecture


The famous Carleton Cannes hotel opened in January 1911.  Cannes was originally a small fishing village until the British Aristocracy discovered it in the 1850s.  The development of railways made it easier for them to travel to the South of France.

It is said that the Promenade de la Croisette is the true heart of Cannes.  

Orange trees abound and the fruit is in season.

And here is a star mounting the red carpet.  (To be honest, the surroundings were a little underwhelming and not quite what I had imagined.)




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