The French Riviera was all abuzz. Not just because of the 65 annual Cannes Film Festival, but the Brad Pitt was there... alone. (Queue the high pitched screeches and fainting women). Since I wouldn't have to compete with Angelina, I flew down to ask him out for drinks. Because, really, why would he say no?
With friends who had first hand knowledge of the area, having moved there a few month's prior, I knew I couldn't fail. So our search began.
Looked around every corner in Antibes.