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Well, I made it to Cannes, and thence to Ile Sainte Marguerite. Unfortunately, first thing this morning I got a little too interested in the heads up of the World Series of Poker (broadcast live on radio by Bluff). I had a nice win with Betfair if Darvin Moon won it, but he came second after ballsing up one hand rather badly. Still, he nearly got Joe Cada to lay his hand down in that turning point (Moon overshoved with an an under-straight draw on a board of TT59, and Cada called with J9; River was a three).
That meant that I didn't get a bus until 10.45, and this took forever to get to Cannes. My advice to you is, it might only be one euro to travel by bus to Cannes from Nice, but the more expensive train is worth the extra.
The upshot of that was that I only had a couple of hours on Ile Sainte Marguerite. That was enough time to see the museum and walk to one of the viewing points, but nowhere near enough time for the 8km beach track circumnavigation, which is now one of my ambitions.
While on the island my camera's batteries ran out -- well, I have used it a hell of a lot this year. This necessitated a long walk of Rue d'Antibes, the main shopping thoroughfare. I can now solemnly inform you that there are no camera shops on Rue d'Antibes. On my walk back I resorted to side streets, and I finally found a camera shop, but he didn't have my batteries (CVR3s). He recommended another camera shop, and he didn't have them either. So I bought the "back-up" set of four lithium energizer AA batteries. They'll get me through a couple of months.
I then got the 6pm bus back, and treated myself to a French kebab on Ave Jen Medicins. And delicious it was too. No chili sauce in France, obv, but they did have barbecue sauce.
( some pictures )
That meant that I didn't get a bus until 10.45, and this took forever to get to Cannes. My advice to you is, it might only be one euro to travel by bus to Cannes from Nice, but the more expensive train is worth the extra.
The upshot of that was that I only had a couple of hours on Ile Sainte Marguerite. That was enough time to see the museum and walk to one of the viewing points, but nowhere near enough time for the 8km beach track circumnavigation, which is now one of my ambitions.
While on the island my camera's batteries ran out -- well, I have used it a hell of a lot this year. This necessitated a long walk of Rue d'Antibes, the main shopping thoroughfare. I can now solemnly inform you that there are no camera shops on Rue d'Antibes. On my walk back I resorted to side streets, and I finally found a camera shop, but he didn't have my batteries (CVR3s). He recommended another camera shop, and he didn't have them either. So I bought the "back-up" set of four lithium energizer AA batteries. They'll get me through a couple of months.
I then got the 6pm bus back, and treated myself to a French kebab on Ave Jen Medicins. And delicious it was too. No chili sauce in France, obv, but they did have barbecue sauce.
( some pictures )
