Cannes Day Two

Our apartment is close enough to a nearby hotel to pick up their WiFi connection for free. Why didn't I borrow my sister's laptop so I could blog all day long? But our gift basket was a more enjoyable surprise: it contains sucre packets trademarked Daddy. That's right. Sugar Daddy. And it also contains some madeleines, which remind me of something but I can't remember what. My friend Zahi -- who I met at my first Cannes -- arrives today but we're having trouble connecting because of my silly phone, which can't make international calls yet. Mon dieu.