...where you can't afford it.
Just to put things in perspective, before we get started, to demonstrate the preposterous prices in Cannes due to its irresponsibly wealthy inhabitants, we decided to partake in our only regular indulgence. We entered McDonald's with the hope of being met by our normal, budget-friendly under-one-Euro soft-serve ice-cream cone. Much to our financial dismay, we found soft serves to be double what we had budgeted. So, given that frozen McDonald's soft-serve yogurt is twice the normal cost (and we're talkin' bottom of the feeding totem pole, here) let's just just say that was even too expensive for us to visit the beach (of course they charge to get onto the sand, silly).
But, its not to say we didn't have a good time in Cannes. We enjoyed sharing the town with the like of Brangalina, Clooney, Tomkat, and other tabloid fodder. Unfortunately they were staying at a different campsite, frequented different gorcery stores, and rode a different bus...so we're told.
From our campsite it was only a short bus ride to the center of town where the glitz and glamor of wealth waited to rub our noses in poverty. Roaming the streets of this small but lavish town, we came across stores that sold watches that cost more than cars and had more security than Camp David.
It was nice to wander the world of the wealthy, but after even a day, we were feeling more feduciary guilt than any team of Jewish-grandmothers could dish in a lifetime, so we high-tailed it to Barcelona.
