This was the day when I woke up and decided that my last 2 days in Cannes will be spent following where the world takes me: I got out of the apartment, texted my BFF @nytukas
that I will be going off the grid, turned off my phone and looked around for inspiration/signs/universe to show me where to go. I thought that worst comes to worst and no signs appear, I will just spend the day at the beach sunbathing to the sound of the seagulls.
Fast-forward to the evening. This was the day when I found myself on a boat taking me to an inhabited island off the coast of Cannes, hiked 20+ km, met a Belgian DJ who gave me his bracelet for good luck and to remember him by, met local fishermen who shared stories with me while fishing from their boat, wandered to a neighborhood where I was later told white women should not wander to alone but I was met with the biggest smiles and happiness, found a hidden rooftop bar (my go-to things that I look for whenever I go to new cities), was referred to a restaurant that opened 30mins early just for me and was attended by at least 7 waiters whom all told me stories of their lives, saw a random beauty salon and in a split second decided to pop in and say “just cut off my hair”, found one of the cutest neighborhoods that I have ever seen that was in none of Cannes guides (or Google for that matter), sat on the Croisette reading a book while the sun was setting, was then joined by another fellow reader just to close our books and engage in an endless conversation, and on my way home ran into am impromptu sing-off battle in the middle of the street just to end the night dancing with random people in the street.
I still remember this day as one of the happiest days of my life. Apparently, the best things happen when you just let go and let them happen. Cannes, I miss you and your crazy ways. 🌍
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