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Eventually, we made it up to the top
of the hill and found a museum in the side of the
church that we had spied from below. After a few
tense moments haggling over the price of admission with
the attendant at the front desk, we learned that
that no amount of money would allow us entrance.
Evidently in France when the doors are open, the
lights are on, and the smiling attendant waits at
her post, it means the museum is closed. And the
smile turns out to be pretty ephemeral if you try
to argue with her about it.
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Forsaking the museum, which
was probably for suckers anyway, we wandered around
the church grounds looking for something, anything,
to give us reason to be there. After the fourteenth
circuit or so, it was pretty clear we were fighting
a losing battle. At least, we thought to ourselves,
we didn't waste a whole lot of time or effort getting
up there. Hard to believe that only a half-hour earlier
we had been cowering in the basement of some building,
hoping against hope that the feral crowds roaming the
streets in pursuit of us would not detect the noisome
stench caused by us fearfully filling our pants with
excrement. Oh wait, I wasn't supposed to talk about
that. Um, hard to believe we hadn't even had lunch yet!
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We desperately searched for
more interesting things to take pictures of, settling
on a cyclone fence with a bunch of floral crap
around it, totally obscuring it. Man, that would have
been a great picture if someone would have just cut all
those plants down or poisoned them and killed them off
or something. Nothing says "Cannes" like a wire mesh
fence!
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We wasted a bit more time
taking about four hundred pictures of the beach and
bay, three hundred and ninety-eight of which we
immediately deleted. I suddenly recalled the
video option on my camera and impetuously used
it to shoot a moving panorama that would later
require a liberal dose of Dramamine after
watching.
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After that, our options
were pretty much exhausted. We decided to head
back down the hill, because someone had mentioned
lunch earlier in this page and it made us
remember how hungry we were.
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