a bit warm in Marseille
Marseille Travel Blog› entry 3 of 5 › view all entries
April 23rd, 2007 – by: darlingwish
At the train station, we did get some more help from two french teenagers (who I should give credit for trying their best in telling us, in their almost there english, what bus number we should get on) and this really nice american lady who lives there. She told us that one of the metro (subway) lines is not working and also helped us in buying our tickets. So finally we got on the metro but screwed up again and went the opposite way so we had to go back again and due to the rush of catching the train I lost my one day ticket and had to buy another one. We got off at Castellane and got on the bus there. We met a Filipina lady inside the bus and she offered us some help in finding our hotel but I didn't want to trouble her so I said we can manage.
So we left our bags in our hotel room and headed to the city to find a place to eat. The guy who helped us, who we called Kuya (means brother), was with us and we ate in the chinese restaurant. After that, we walked around and I have noticed that it we came at a bad time because it was almost desserted and all the stores were closed (bcoz it's sunday). It was a nice city though a bit dirty and so many roads and streets were under construction. It's almost like a ghost city but it just wasn't. I then remembered that France was having an election that time so maybe that's why the city wasn't so alive because it was a holiday.
April 23 2007
After having 'breakfast' (mere bread and marmalade and water) we went off to see Marseille. Our first plan was to see the beach so we got on the bus that we thought would take us there. I have to mention that most people that we were at the bus with would always say "Merci" to the bus driver when they get off and I found that really kind of them. I'm loving the locals more and more. Anyway, we finally saw the beach. It was wonderful and the sun was nice and hot but we didn't take a swim. I didn't prepare for it, unfortunately. We walked around and took pictures whenever we saw something interesting.
Then we met Kuya again and went back to the hotel to check out. Kuya was so kind to let us leave our bags at his apartment. At some point I was doubting his kindness to us but felt guilty in the end because he really meant us no harm. We were lucky to have him help us.
So me and Phydie resumed the tour and went to city center and to the Vieux port again. My view of Marseille has improved and I think it's a beautiful ciity plus the people are so lovely and nice. Lots of people were hanging out there at the restaurants enjoying the sun.
But before that, we had a toilet break at Burger King or Mcdo (can't remember which one) and that's where the highlight of Phydie's Marseille trip had happened. We were both in the cr when I heard her scream and I later found out that some guy opened the cubicle of where she was at and saw her doing, you know whatever is she is doing, and the guy even came back and opened the door again to say sorry. Phydie said he was also shocked and embarassed as she was.
The guys in Marseille are really good looking and most have a really nice tan. If I would live there that would be because of the guys that are just so hot! hehe. There are a couple of times when a guy from a moving car (one was even a police) would smile at us and I would also smile back and I only did so because they are in the car and that was just it. Hmmm you got it? *bad writing* hehe.
So finally we were at the Notre Dame de la Garde. The best part of Marseille for us. It's a beautiful church situated on top the of hill and from there you will have a panoramic view of the city.
When we got back down to the city we checked out a couple more sights. At one time this drunk guy approached us and said that before he was a very good painter and blah blah.. Then he started asking for money so he could feed his poor dog and I started getting scared when he was forcing us to give him the money. So we walked away from him before he could start doing some bad things on us. And then there were also these 3 teenage guys/boys who have stalked us while we were looking for the arch. At the end I got really scared when they just wouldn't leave us. Thank goodness for Kuya again because when we met up with him, they suddenly disappeared.
We got our bags back and were able to catch the last bus to the aiport. We said our goodbyes and heartfelt thanks to Kuya for saving us from so much troubles.
We spent a brutal night at the airport since our flight was so early the next day. It was a cold night and there wasn't any place to sleep at. I slept for 5 minutes but woke up really cold and uncomfortable so I decided to just let the time pass and wait for out flight to board.
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