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For blog excerpts, see below... Pains, Manes and Automobiles Gael in 60 Seconds... Sun!! And a night in the life of.... Scorchio. Finally a hot day!! It's so hot my arms have changed colour in a very short space of time. I don't hold up much hope for getting a tan now though. The majority of the afternoon is spent either in the van trying to park, or in an internet cafe. The red carpet treatment Today we got to experience some of the glitz of Cannes. We were originally going to enter the 24 Hour Film Challenge which was held on Saturday but there is only so much you can do in one day, and we were still reeling from the journey. But Andy was invited to be part of the panel judging the contest and today was the day. As usual we were in a mad rush to get everything ready, time just vanishing through our fingertips. And then disaster!
Pop, pout, pap Last night we premiered Itsi Atkins' Pop Your Panties - a short music video parody about Paris, Nicole and Lindsay 'popping their panties'. Having found us the night before and asking us if we would like to show his film (we are, afteral, the perfect vehicle for independant film), Itsi came fully loaded with marketing ploys distributing lacy g-strings and flyers with condoms attached to the back. Another Late Night Just returned from another madcap excursion around Cannes and the the surrounding villages. I swear the campsite moves every night. We didn't learn from last night and ended up taking Barcord James home again and got dreadfully lost, despite Andy's claims to know Cannes like the back of his hand. Took us over an hour to get home - and I was on the ball and wide awake this time. Si and Stu were in the back of the van in pitch black, loud hailing us from the megaphone If Andy wasn't so stubbon that he knew the way, we might have got home earlier!
Football, and more rain We're now sat in the Station Tavern in Cannes, drinking Amstel and watching the FA cup - Andy is a huge Portsmouth fan, and he's talked about watching the match non-stop since we set off. Having driven round Cannes for the last hour trying to find a parking space, it's good to finally sit down and rest for a couple of hours. Since waking up we've been back on the case straight away.
CiaV, back on the Croisette! So last night was our first night on the Croisette. After leaving McDonald's, we made our way back to th campsite which is incidentally incredibly difficult place to find, with or without a map. Somehow we ended up high on a hill on a single lane snaking qround a craggy edge, rock on one side, long perious drop on the other. And then we met a car, and what followed was a hair-raising battle to get passed. Cars were building up behind and in frontm the ones in front had to reverse on the trecherous high road as we edged closer and closer the rock face. Meanwhile Si was desparately trying to get the camera sorted to film it, I was whimpering and Andy was swearing. Eventually we managed to get through, though it looked like we were in danger of being completely gridlocked for good. After a few more wrong turns, we got back to the site, and had a much needed drink - my first alcoholic beverage of the trip. And I had my first shower since Wednesday morning - over two days without washing! (read more here)
WEDNESDAY, MAY 14, 2008 Tomorrow tomorrow.....
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JULY We rocked up at the Secret Garden Party on Friday 25 Julyand continued with our quest for guerrilla cinema in the shape of The (untitled) Film Festival. Many festival revellers stopped by from 1 - 5 am to watch some of the independent gems we had on offer.
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