 The bell tower of Le Suquet |
 Detail.... |
 Waves under the blowing wind... |
 "The wind will be stronger soon" said the sailor |
 The wind is blowing and the sea is gettin rough... |
 It's time to leave the island. The boat is coming |
 The semi-serious story of the monks' cocktail... |
 It looks like a nice and unpretentious restaurant but... |
 Looking at the open sea... |
 The Church |
 The monk |
 The peaceful cloister... |
 St Honorat Monastery |
 St Honorat's Island. Here we are |
 We might go to visit another small island... |
 Another brand new morning. What are we going to do today? |
 Dinner with a view... |
 It's the twon of the Film Festival, after all... |
 Morning moon...A new day is going to begin |
 The lights of the French coast... |
 At the end of a beautiful day... |
 A closer look... |
 Nearly night on the quiet sandy beach... |
 Sunset on the beach... |
 The old castle on the top of Le Suquet hill |
 Downhill at sunset... |
 View over the old port from Le Suquet hill |
 Notre-Dame d'Espérance |
 The castle courtyard |
 The yellow house |
 Cannes Old Town |
 Strolling over " le Suquet" district a little before sunset. |
 An intriguing little restaurant far from the "star system" |
 Walking uphill to discover the old town |
 The delightful laziness of siesta.... |
 Back to Cannes by boat... |
 I'm the impression that someone is watching me... |
 Shadows and reflections from the small pier... |
 The fortress of the Iron Mask... |
 Cannes seen from Sainte Marguerite island |
 We landed to Sainte Marguerite island... |
 Unfortunately the sea monster came back... |
 At the first sight he might look unfriendly… |
 A resting break after an early morning shopping... |
 The busy butcher... |
 The shops get open one after the other... |
 Fancy... |
 A difficult choice... |
 At the Forville market... |
 Strolling over the old town... |
 The fishermen hauled in their nets... |
 Fishing boats left the old port... |
 The beach was still empty at sunrise... |
 The following day another sunrise popped out at 7 am |
 And finally everything was wrapped in the dark velvet of the night... |
 The peace of that special hour between sunset and night |
 Then the cruise ship disappeared into the dusk ... |
 There was a big cruise boat oddily "parked" by the shore... |
 The sea looked like melted gold... |
 We arrived at sunset... |