From the top of the riviera, Cannes beach looks like a big clutter of umbrellas. You can’t see the restaurants or the bars , unless you walk down. The security is quite strong as well. Everyone’s purses and bags get checked upon arrival.
I believe it was our last day in Cannes when we decided to try out the beach life. I knew if I ate, I was going to be taking a nap in the afternoon. We walked down to the beach club of our Hotel. It was just as colourful as the hotel was. I really , really liked it.
The Bar area was just a lounging place, you could have some coffee or even a bite to eat. That’s where I was before I got the courage to get in the sun and maybe try to catch some tan on this pale skin of mine.
You know… because Cannes is such a fancy place, a lot of people who come to Cannes are quite good looking people. I don’t mean like super models, I mean people that go to the gym ,eat healthy and obviously have some spare money to enjoy themselves. All of them look stress free, and there is an occasional plastic surgery involved. I was trying to keep my 32B treasures to myself so you will notice that my shirt stayed on.
Sand on the beach is just, wow!! I ran towards the sun-beds, and the first thing I did is I created shade. Funny, because all the other women were shimmering in the sun like greasy French Fries, some of them even burnt a little. And I was more like a half pealed one that just came out of the fridge. I still had my fun you know. Just because I am 50 shades lighter doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy the beach 😀 Even if my paleness is blinding.
I suffer from a major food envy. While most people loose weight in summer because it is so hot. I would rather eat then fry in the sun. I saw the waiter bring food and cocktails to guests around us, and that was it for me. I got up, I got dressed and I went for it! Why not? I am so translucent, no one even noticed I was wearing long pants. I actually forgot to pack shorts. The sun tan went with me. I was on my way to that menu. As soon as I grabbed it I knew it will be a hard choice, but I went for a Salmon with honey, while the man — of course — had steak. We were so full, and then we ordered dessert. And I could feel my eyes closing.
So in the end I felt perfect. I was served , pampered, and fed. Everyone was flying around us to bring us something more. I had a wonderful experience. I did feel like a Whale that just washed up on the beach after eating so damn much. But at least a had a super comfy bed waiting for me air-conditioned in the room. So I thanked the staff of the 3.14 beach club and I went for that nap. Because that night I also reserved a dinner, and without sleeping, I would not be able to process it.