Maybe you thought I’d forgotten about Cannes. Maybe you though I wasn’t going to write about it, after all. But it’s impossible for me to forget about Cannes. Ever. How can someone forget about a place that helped define who they are? I once heard one of my favorite singers, John Mayer, talk about picking up the guitar for the first time. He said it was the moment when his life went from black and white to Technicolor. I loved - and still love - this idea. Cannes for me was a moment just like that – a Technicolor moment. I studied abroad there in 2007. I left one way and came back another. You can practically see it in the pictures, how much I grew in those few months. But the point is that everything that happened after Cannes was something different than before it. And that’s why Cannes will always be special for me.
Cannes is a special place. And not because of the stars that flock to it for a few weeks in May. That’s why Cannes is famous and that’s why people go there. But it’s more special because of other reasons. My favorite time to go there is in the shoulder season, when the air is still warm and the businesses are still going, but the craziness of the whole of France amassing on it is gone. I like the quiet balminess of Cannes, if that even makes sense. When you arrive in Cannes you wonder what to do there, but after a day or so, you relax back into it and realize you don’t need to do anything there to feel right. Cannes is all about calming down and chilling out, so that’s precisely what we did.
Here are some of the things The Scottish One and I did and saw on our trip to the South: