“Boeuf” in Cannes


The first port of call on my 12 night Royal Caribbean Mediterranean cruise was Cannes, France.  I found it to be very pleasant and nice…almost too perfect!  I’m not complaining…it’s just that I like the “unusual” in my travels.  Perhaps not exciting enough…no sense of adventure or mystery.  Anyway, after walking for hours…there were only so many shops we could look in…

  A little cappuccino break…

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We stopped at a restaurant and the waitresses couldn’t speak much English.  One of the “specials of the day” was something with boeuf  in it.  The waitress kept enunciating it…boof…and finally I said, “What animal sound does it make?  Moo…Moo?”  She agreed that it made the sound, “Moo…Moo!”  When I lived in Germany for a few years in my early 20’s, learning to communicate was essential.

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 Even the flower peddler is smartly dressed…

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Some uncut flowers…

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French grafitti…they would have to “one up” everyone else!

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  You haven’t experienced France unless you’ve sampled some cheese…

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Look at the size of that Octopus…

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The shoes match the sunglasses…dress…baby carriage and baby!!

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Our next destination is one of my favorites…Cinque Terre, Italy! (I hope the clean-up efforts are going well!)

17 thoughts on ““Boeuf” in Cannes

  1. Great quick picture-caption blog post. I love the grafitti of windows. When one mentions Cannes, you immediately think films and the awards. I guess so much more than just that. Thanks for the share.

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  2. When I saw “Boeuf” and “Cannes” in your title I thought we were going to a nude beach with you. Mmmm, I sure “missed the boat” on that one. And when you took the picture of the cheese did it say “Fromage”? OK, I’ll stop with the bad puns.

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  3. Look at all those greens mixed with a small meat portion and slivers of cheese and a salad. I’d say that’s how they stay slim, no quarter pounders with fries, or fried chicken tenders, and gallon sodas, ha ha.

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  4. Nice photos. Cinque Terre is still in terrible shape, I’m sad to say. You can usually find out information on the BBC site. I feel so sorry for the people there.

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  5. I was in Cannes in 1970 and what I remember was paying about $4 for a bottle of water. I keep staring at the young mom. Where is the unwashed hair, the tee shirt with spit up all over it, the frazzled look on her face? Oh, that was me.

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