Marseille

After my pit stop in Montpelier, the next place to go was Marseille, more or less only because that was the only place I could seem to find a hostel, without travelling the whole day. Marseille has grown away from its bad reputation, but I still would not call it a French Pearl. Though the view from Notre Dame de la Gard, which is one of the probably trillion churches I will pass by one my trip, was awesome.

I asked the guy in the reception wether it was safe to walk alone in the night here, and he dragged the answer so long that I saw that as a yes, so it was a early night for me there. I went out to dinner, and to differ from my not-so-much french lunch, I went for a more french dinner, of course starting with onion soup, and off course some lovely french wine.

From here, the trip goes onward to the French Riviera.

Song of the day (still) - Vagabond - Wolfmother