It has come to this....

So.... I finally find myself on a blogger's page - my own this time - with so much I'd like to express but not really knowing where to start. Maybe I should just get to the point - I am utterly bored in this paradise called Cannes, Cote d'Azur.

Don't get me wrong, this place is beautiful and polished and has that glamorous feel that so many people would kill to visit but essentially, life here sucks. And I'll tell you why! First off, the population of this small sea-side town is mostly elderly - I'm talking 70+ years of age.

Second, there is nothing to be done except walk down two main streets and just gaze longingly at the over-priced designer stuff that we all want of course, but cannot afford.

Third, this is France so everybody speaks French. That's everybody except me - must admit I really don't like the language that much. I can't figure out when a new word or sentence starts, and when they are being nice to me and when not.

Number four on my list has to be the exclusive area of the town I'm currently staying in - it's a ghost town! Trust me, I have walked enough evenings down the road and felt so scared that in stead of going into town have walked right back home.

And number five - I have no friends here - none!! I mean, you can imagine, me having grown up in a capital and then moving to an even bigger capital, I am really not one for this small french speaking - old people -town! Question: how does one English speaker make friends when they rarely leave the house?

On the plus side though, the weather is marvelous most of the time and my winter wardrobe consists of a trench coat and a flashy new Givenchy blazer...