Oh the glitz and the glamour!

Think movie stars, think film festivals, think Cannes.

Here the warm sun does not set until about eleven so the days are warm and bright. The wide promenade is divided in the center with rows of large Palm trees. On one side is the beach, divided into smaller sections according to the hotel (The Carnes Carlton is the pick). Expect to lounge on beach chairs, shaded by
umbrellas and order food and drink from the on-call waiters. Security guards mind valuables (although no one told them scantily clad girls bodies do not count as the valuables they are supposed to have their eyes on.)

The other side of the road is filled with large designer boutiques, beautiful terrace cafes and hotels, complete with chic holiday makers, each with child and nanny duo. At the end is the harbor where massive yachts are moored. I spied Ivana Trump's, but even her massive ´floating palace´ was dwarfed by some of the even larger vessels. Of course the famed theatre where the Cannes film festival is held is a red-carpet photo op! Even in your dress and heals, climb the magical merry go round complete with pink fairy lights and horses and carriages and music and relive your childhood dreams.

Feel like shopping? In the back streets there are more designer shops as well as hip boutiques, street stalls selling souvenirs, ice creams and the most delicious pastry shops that smell so good that people line up to sample the delicacies. Don't forget the early morning colorful and lively markets that have stalls containing dazzling flowers, oils and the largest, sweetest, juiciest selection of fruit.

As night falls the back streets are also lined with hip bars which start off quietly enough but don't take long to turn wild, as girls who have had a little too much sun and alcohol combined begin table top dancing.

Just like the lyrics to the music on the merry-go-round, in Cannes, it is a wonderful life!