A night in Cannes

If you read the blog you may already know that last year I turned 30 and we decided to go on a little road trip (well train trip) around France, taking in Paris and the South and enjoying a lovely week in the small hilly village of Valbonne in a beautiful James Villa property. We decided to spend our last full day in the South of France taking in the chic city of Cannes, world famous for the Film Festive and as we had an early train back up to Paris the following morning from Cannes train station so it only made sense to spend the night, which despite the extravagant location we managed to do on a very reasonable budget.

The two boys taking in the Promenade de la Croisette

After dropping off the Fiat 500 we hired for the week we booked into the small but stylish Hotel Caroline which is perfectly located right in the centre on a lovely street filled with various bars, coffeeshops and restaurants and within easy walking distance of the beach. The room was nice and airy, as well as being spotless with a very comfortable king sized bed and a cute little balcony and we would certainly stay here again as the staff were very friendly and welcoming.

The view from our balcony

After we had settled in at the hotel we decided to head down to the famous Promenade de la Croisette, a palm tree lined street that runs for 2km along the coast, with amazing views and world famous stores it's the place to be in Cannes. We spent most of our time here just taking it all in as the views across the harbour are stunning. While walking down the front we came to a publics stretch of white sandy beach where Mr A enjoyed running in and out of the sea and made friends with another British family on holiday. Of course we stopped off for some ice-creams before coming across a beautiful fountain and vintage carousel.

That evening we enjoyed some local french food in the form of some delicious crepes from a local bar, where we ended up talking to another couple who were into the first 2 weeks of a camper van trip across Europe. Mr A also had fun doing running races with a German boy he had striked up a friendship with, despite the language barrier, which is the amazing thing about travel as you never know who you are going to meet, what stories you will hear and it opens up so many experiences for all of the family.