happily ever after (every now and then)

I'm in Cannes staying at the hotel 1835. http://www.1835-hotel.com/

Working at the Jumping International de Cannes (Global Champions Tour).

The best riders in the world, the biggest yachts in the world docked right outside my hotel.
The toilet seat is heated and I have a balcony overlooking the Mediterranean.
And somehow this is all paid for. I just translate some French and do some interviews of English speakers.
I go to parties nightly and have champagne basically forced into my hand all day.

The weather is about 75 fahrenheit, windy, chopping water...
sun is setting at about 9:30 p.m.
Everyone is soaking up the sun, drinking rosé and I presume all the ladies are baring their tatas sur la plage. Will see about that tomorrow.
My last legit topless beach experience was right in this very city in 2003. With Golden and Rach, who both made me look very, very bad by comparison. It's safe to assume, however, that our drunk tour guide/bus driver- Lido - still liked it. Very much I think since he came and laid out with us. Cool.

My goal for the upcoming days is to be mistaken for a celeb. Need some sweet sunglasses. Who'd have thought I'd need shades in France. I had come to believe this place was perpetually cloudy, dreary and depressing.

A big bisous to my faithful readers.