Finding Some Love for Marseille

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Sometimes I hate France, and then I end up falling in love with it all over again. I guess it just depends on the company that you are in, and occasionally, God decides to be gracious.

 

On one of the weeknights, I visited a little park, Parc De La Mirabelle, with a couchsurfer and some Frenchies. It’s the week of the Arts Festival, and there were supposed to be concerts. The park was located faraway from the city of Marseille and it was a pleasant discovery in the luxury of a car. There were many herbs and spices planted, and it was wonderful to rub your hands on these plants and enjoy the scents of nature.

 

The screenings, however, were weird, especially for a bad-French speaking Asian girl who hopelessly tries to follow French subtitles.

Beach at Cassis
We watched an African production on contraceptives, a nobody-would-ever-understand-it screenplay of constructions, and a Carribean production of an African with 6 wives. C’est tres bizzare! Nevertheless, the atmosphere made it up for the evening, and it was nice lying on grass munching on pizzas, and star gazing when the productions were too strange to bear J

 

After a few days of hard work in what some colleagues call Maison du Merde (Shitty Hotel :p), I met up with the best friend of my Marseillais friend whom I knew in Singapore. Fortunately, Nicola spoke great English with the inevitable French accent. The evening was great as I experienced the first club in Marseille that matches to my expectations of French clubbing.

Beach at Marseille
Bazar is a great club with a decent crowd, and two rooms to choose from depending on your type of music. After a little French clubbing, we headed to the beach at 4am, and chatted through the morning in the chilled Mediterranean breeze. The day ended with a standard petit-dejeuner in a typical tabac shop and I was totally satisfied with my Pain O’Chocolat.

 

After trying to sleep for a few hours and battling with the noise of morning traffic, Nicola my kind chauffeur came back and we had an amazing road trip to a small village in the South of France, Cassis. The journey up to the mountains was simply breathtaking with views of the sea, scattered apartments, mountains, and vineyards. A perfect Sunday.

 

At Cassis, we took a short walk around the areas and admired the little ports and I was impressed with the cleanliness of the streets. It is a good break from the poopish streets of Marseille. At least I don’t need to walk with a radar. We settled down at a stony beach overlooking a tiny villa and an enchanting mountain. Due to the wind, the water in the beaches have been too cold for swimming, and during intervals, we would wet our feet in the waters and simply lie around meddling with stones.

 

Traveling alone is an adventure that everyone ought to try, but it is always a pleasure to meet great company to enjoy beautiful sights and discuss about life and culture. I’m already looking forward to our next weekend in Aix-en-Provence J.

ulysses says:
tres bien! :)
Posted on: Aug 19, 2007
petit_gooroo says:
I love Marseille and all around... So special :)
Posted on: Jul 29, 2007
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Trois Fort Marseille
Trois Fort Marseille
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