Cannes film festival

Me being something of a movie freak, it was kind of like a foregone conclusion that we would go to the Cannes film festival. Because of our most enjoyable trip to England we had to leave it a bit to the last minute, but as they say - better late than never.

So, I left home earlier than normally, got on the train to Cannes from work (the non-air-conditioned train journey wasn't one of the most enjoyable ones of my life - and as you can probably guess I wasn't exactly the only one on the train...) to meet Mathilde in town.



Once in Cannes we proceeded to the tourist office to get free tickets for an outdoors cinema screening. Unfortunately, this film festival is an exclusive one to say in the least - it's pretty much impossible to get tickets to any of the actual screenings unless you live in Cannes (which we don't) or know people in the biz (which we definitely don't!).


We did spend a bit of time trying to see somebody famous in front of the Palais de Festival (the closest we got was seeing Malcolm McDowell on a TV screen). I did spot one Indian lady whom everybody was taking pictures of - so I did as well. Probably a big Bollywood star or something (or more likely people just liked her dress ;-).




After a dinner in the old port, we went to see the film at the beach. Pretty cool, watching the movie in sun chairs on the beach as the sun was setting - the film was called Made in Jamaica - a laid back flick about Reggae. Unfortunately, we didn't understand half of what was said because the Jamaican accent is, er, interesting... So we ended up having a few drinks instead with Christian, Sami and Kalle from work.