The port today was Cannes, France. This was our only port of call where we had to tender ashore.
We planned at the last minute to train to a small mountain town called Eze, but when we got to the train station (after just a little extra wandering) we found out there was a train strike, and, due to the limited train service, we could not get back in time before the ship left port. It all worked out in the end, we just as much enjoyed walking around the streets of Cannes.
We walked to an old town section, and went through some open market areas selling fresh fish, vegetables and flowers. We climbed stairs to an old castle and church built in the late 1600’s. We also went down to the shore where the beach was and where the Cannes film festival is normally held. We strolled along the empty beaches, certainly too late in the year for all of the usual crowds.
Although it was a quaint town, it was nothing really special. I suppose if one was there during the height of the summer season, it would have been more spectacular. It was enjoyable and relaxing to spend the day close to the ship and not have to do a lot of traveling to another city and back.
