Bonjour, mes amis

No real newsletter here, because I am in France, and have been for around a week, covering the Cannes Film Festival. And drinking rosé, and eating pizza, and standing in lines, and watching movies, and remembering how things work here — how you signal for a waiter, how you count all those coins quickly, how you recall the script for buying a pain au chocolat in the morning. I suddenly become a sugar-in-double-espresso drinker here, a carbs for breakfast person; I yearn for voluminous linen tops and a lazy spot on a sunny beach.

I’m not going home for a long time (Rome, Venice, Paris, Bruges, and London all on the agenda before then; I’ll write before then), but I hope you are well, and that you can get some sunshine and joy and a mineraly beverage of your own.

Merci, amis: au revoir, à la semaine prochaine!