Cannes

I was on the first tender of the morning for self-guided travellers, and watched the sunrise during the transfer shoreside.

My next connection was a city bus that serves the beaches. I rode west to the end of the line.

Then I walked back along the waterfront, tracing the light sand beaches and sparkling water. Some sidewalks were narrow, some wide; some paths were pavers, some sidewalk, some sand.

I walked through Theoule and Napoli and western Cannes. Then I was back at the port, then into the glitterati zone. Moving into the first street, every major brand in the world seemed to be represented. One in ten people stood out, looking like they had stepped out of Vogue. It was a weird experience.

I found a spot for some well-earned lunch, then wandered until I found a grocery store to buy more water.

Rejoining the beachside walk, I started my trip back to the tenders. En route I found The Red Carpet, and handprints in paving stones.

16.5 km, 4 hours walking. Definitely have earned a virgin piña colada on Deck 15.