For the first time, I decided to drive into another European country—forget the fact that I have driven into both Wales and Scotland, because they are still part of the United Kingdom. And to be frank, I don’t even think we will soon have an independent Scotland State.
Though I did a bit of research to know the miles I had to cover for the entire journey from London to Cannes, located in the South of France, there was one thing that did not pop up in my research. I knew I would need to cover about 1100 miles, approximately 13 hours of driving to get to Cannes but I did not know there were several TOLL booths on the way and my my girlfriend-SassyChic who slept mostly throughout the journey had no idea too. I had to settle the road master anytime I came across one.
In fact, I wouldn’t even mention it if I was paying less than 5 Euros per a TOLL booth. We paid over 15 Euros for the first toll which we thought was a little too much. We got to the next one and it was over 35 Euros and then the next was 23 Euros. In total, we paid 97 Euros in Tolls before getting to Cannes.
I’ve never paid such number of tolls in my driving life. The only toll I’ve ever paid is when I drove into Wales some years back—and that was even below 10 pounds.
After we got off the ferry at Calais, we drove through Paris onto the A6 and then just before 11pm, it started raining heavily. It got pretty dangerous with all those big trucks running alongside us in the rain, on a road with no lights. And after driving for 5 hours with just one stop, I was damn tired.
You cannot imagine how excited we were when we saw a hotel sign, indicating that there was a hotel 20km ahead of us. We exited into a big compound in the heavy rain and managed to walk onto an overhead bridge in the rain to find an Ibis hotel. I can always count on Ibis no matter where I am in the world!
After checking in, we had two things on our minds—food or sleep since we were both hungry and tired. To be frank, I don’t know what happened again. When I realized, it was the next morning.
When we woke up, we decided to find out where we really were. We knew we checked into an Ibis hotel but what town or part of France are we in, we asked ourselves.
We went down to ask the receptionist who could not even help us much, because her English was not that good and our French wasn’t so good either! So we decided to grab some breakfast from the Café and head back onto the A6.
After driving about 8 hours more with 3 stops of 15 minutes break each, we finally entered Cannes—and we were extremely excited…
We couldn’t do much when after checking into our hotel at around 9pm last night, so we decided to have a dinner at La Casa Pizza Grill and that was our proper meal after more than 24 hours of eating sandwiches from various gas stations.
We woke up this morning with some bit of energy so I decided to go to the Press Office of the Festival de Cannes for my press accreditation. After presenting my passport at the Press Office, my accreditation was handed over to me with booklet for the press—containing various activities and screenings.
After picking up my accreditation, I left my car at the car park and jumped into Fred Nuamah’s car for a sea front lunch meeting. During our lunch meeting, we talked a lot about Fred’s sense of direction for the Ghana Movie Awards, the Ghanaian movie industry and other interesting things.
Fred Nuamah had been booked down for a red carpet screening tonight and as always, he was looking expensively dapper in a pair of £5,000 shoes. We left him to go ahead with that while I went about to get a French sim card—I had people to meet and phone calls to make.
I have already arranged meetings and interviews with several interesting people out here at Cannes, including German film-maker, York-Fabian Raabe, whose recent short film on the street children of Algbogbloshi-Children of Sodom has been brought to this year’s prestigious Cannes Film Festival…
It looks like this year’s Cannes Film Festival is going to be an exciting one for us…
Check out the photos below
Lunch Meeting with Fred Nuamah
Lost in the middle of no where with SassyChic…
After Picking up my accreditation
Dover to Calais on ferry