After Tuesday night, when Cannes held its open-air party on the beach in front of the Carlton, yesterday I woke up with a severe sore throat that warned me of the inevitable: a cold is coming. I spent Wednesday well affected and today I could not get up, between body aches, listlessness, cold, sore eyes and everything you need to feel like a piece of garbage (to put it politely).
So here I am like a caged lion in our hotel room in Cannes, surrounded by Kleenex, Actifed, Euvanol, Strepsils, lots of water and a heavy conscience because I’m missing a whole day at the festival, so you’ll have to tell me how was the DDB seminar and the New Director’s Show by Saatchi, just to mention my favorites of the day. Terrible!
A few years ago I wouldn’t have even thought about it, I would have loaded up with willpower and gone to the festival. However, new habits forced by H1 N1 flu mean that one can’t go out and make everyone uncomfortable. Between one sneeze and another, hearing me as I am and just seeing my clown nose, I think I would be out in a minute for walking around contaminated without consideration.
In the meantime, clear
In the meantime, of course, and between one doze and another, interrupted by all the adjustments of a process like this, I’ve been putting together some videos and photos of the past few days to share. After all, we almost never have time to do it while we are at the festival, and then we don’t have time to do it when we get back. That’s why I was tortured by this slide of a presentation that says it well: there are not enough hours in a day.
By tomorrow I hope to feel better and be present at the Palais again, learning and taking notes of everything that can be learned in Cannes. In another blog post I will add some videos in summary so you can get to know a little of the atmosphere at the Debussy, where one hour after another the exponents of the different companies that sponsor them pass by. Although there are many parties in Cannes, maybe too many, a thousand and one distractions, from Monte Carlo and Nice to the beach itself next to the Palais, what you should take away from here is updating, vision of the future and learning enough to fill 20 suitcases.
I’ll leave you here, I even feel a little better having shared with you that today, Thursday, has been a day caged by the flu and the impatience caused by this minor calamity of life. As a doctor friend told me: a good flu lasts 7 days. And a good flu with good medicine… lasts 7 days.
