I expected Cannes to be tacky, full of aging, bronzed billionaires toting tiny dogs. While there was a certain element of that, there was also a lot of natural beauty all around. The sea was as arresting as I’d anticipated, and the swath of sand along the shoreline was pristine.
The city is quite hilly, with sun-bleached houses and narrow streets overlooking the seaside.
We did not bother dining at (likely) overpriced, stuffy seaside restaurants, but instead found some delicious meals up in the old quarter.
La Croisette is the main drag, stretching along the Baie de Cannes, lined with imposing hotels, art-deco buildings and grand villas on one side and the biggest yachts I’ve ever seen (well, with the exception of nearby Monaco) on the other.
Cannes proved to be an ideal place to linger over lunch or just sit and people watch. We had fun walking around and taking it all in!