Southern France

The Rivera beckons. I'm off to France on 16th Oct. Days full of walking till your feet are sore at the MIPCOM in Cannes. Then the evenings with the parties. I love the cheese. In between, when time permits, a walk on the promenade next to the fabulous beach munching ruminatively on a sandwitch.

Nice and all that, but I'm so underwhelmed by travel itself. It so seems a pain to me.

What is great about the visits to Cannes is the instant intense exposure to what is going on in the world of TV across the globe. And meeting people from all parts of the world.

And this time, I will walk up the small winding lane, lined with cobbled stones and sit out on the tables lining the pavement and eat frog legs...

Would be so much fun if I could take N & N along.