Probably not long enough for the locals to consider you anything more than a tourist, but it might take years for that, if ever.
Still, I started feeling like a local the morning I walked to school in the rain with my umbrella along with students of all ages, and the afternoon I sat in a sun-drenched courtyard next to a centuries old fountain and had a salad with goat cheese, along with those who seemed to know the menu by heart.
Here are a few views from the first couple of 21 incredible days in Antibes:
Heading to school on a wet morning.


After sunset stroll on the ramparts. 
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