I’m tired, it’s hot, I’ve got blisters on my feet and I could really use a shower. Skating right through the Cannes International Film Festival seemed like a good idea at the time, since it’s on the way to the harbor entrance lighthouse where I will be sleeping. There’s a wall of guys with cameras running toward me – I’m not even famous (yet)!
As I roll into Cannes, I’m focused on finding the yacht “Sylvia.” My minor-celebrity status, nor the status of the A-List celebrities ahead in the International Film Festival, has no place in my thoughts.
This is a fine time to put off the fans out on the road. Like a Hollywood Superstar trying to buy groceries, I just want to get what I came for and get on with it. As fate would have it, today is the biggest day of the entire year in this town; the start of the Film Festival. The world’s top movie stars, International producers, worldwide media buyers and screen writers from all over the globe are here in one sleepy little beach town.