Who thought we would be wearing shorts in November?

We got paid and we were off. We took a midnight train going annnnnyyyywheeeereeee (well to Marseille because we already had tickets). We were travelling all night and got in early on Saturday morning all set and ready to start the vacay. We dropped off our bags at the hotel adn went for a Marseille adventure. We ended up taking a trolley tour around the city. It was a good time. We ended up at Notre Dame de la Garde. It was an amazing cathedrale that overlooked the entire city of Marseille. Afterwards we went back and did some shopping, don't worry we didn't spend all our moula! After that we had dinner at a restaurant and it was a pretty delicious. That night was Halloween and it was the lamest Halloween we've ever celebrated. France/Europe doesn't really do the whole Halloween thing. We were pretty bummed but we made up for it because we did facials and watch Deal or No Deal in Italiano! It was pretty amusing, especially when the kids came out clapping and singing Crocodillo! We got a good night's sleep becuase the rest of the holiday was going to be out of control!



The next day we dropped off our stuff at thet sweetest hostel around. We shared a room for 6 people with two other people. We didn't become BFFS with these people because one went to bed at 7:30 and the other was a mute. The two of us shared a loft while Mhairi and Rachel shared a bunk bed. That day went to the market did some browsing and then hopped on a boat to the most amzing island and castle in the world. We got to the island explored the caslte. This castle, chateau d'if, was the castle that Alexandre Dumas wrote about in the tales of Monte Cristo. It was built in the 16th century and it was turned into a jail for the protestants, so needless to say there was some pretty cool history behind this castle. The best part of this adventure was definitely the view and the landscape. The ocean was beuatiful and it was really just breathtaking. After all the walking and exploring we went to the Cinemas and then just hung out at the hostel hoping to meet some Austraaaaaaaaaaalians! On our way to the Cinemas we took a ride on an old school carousel. It was romantic. Once we got to the hostel we sat out on the terrace of the hostel and met a few lame girls from the states and a bunch of German Footballers. Then we met Ruben. He is from Holland and talked our ears off about anything and everything, nice guy though. Mhairi and Mary Elizabeth were determined to find some Austraaaalians so they went out with Ruben in search of a bar. Luckily enough they did meet one guy from northern Ireland and a jiu jitsu master from AUSTRALIA, who by the way was rocking a sweet stache.

On Monday we went on another trolley tour through the old city. The train stranded us in a random part of town to take a look at a whole lot of nothing. Then we read in our travel books about a bar that served drinks for only 2 euros. So we found our way there only to find that it was closed. We weren't that disappointed because we were fortunate enough to go through the red light district. There were actually prostitutes sitting outside all decked up. It was kind of scary but really hard not to look at the thigh high red leather (err, pleather) boots, fur vests and black lip liner. Their genders were questionnable. By this time it was getting late so we wanted to head back to the hostel to meet friends. We were hanging out with Rubenski and met his roomates Angie and Mark. THEY WERE CANADIAN, well, Mark was QUEBECOIS, but we guess it's the same thang. We hung out all night talking and laughing. Things turned serious because Mhairi and Mark got engaged! Well not really but they hit it off and he gave her a guitar pick.


Our final day in Marseille was by far the best day. We met up with Mark and the 5 of us made our way to a Museum. The architecture of this museum was amazing and detailed. We went the park because we had some time to waste and we had ourselvles the perfect french picnic. We ate grapes, baguettes, chocolates, cheese, and Mark treated us to 4 bottles of wine. It was a great afternoon follwed by an evening of drinks at Petit Nice. We headed back to the hostel so a game of Asshole and Spoons which after a few more bottles of wine turned into Extreme Spoons. It was an awesome day. We headed out that night at around 11 and arrived back in Montbeliard around 7am.


Heads up about Marseille:

• The garbage has not been picked up in 18 years. There are literally heaps of it everywhere. We even say a toilet in one of the heaps. It's pretty impressive that we only saw one rat the whole time we were there. That rat was at our hostel...
• They have the best baguettes in the world and their crepes are over priced
• The men in Montbeliard aren't nearly as bad as the men in Marseille! They are so aggressive! For example we were walking up a hill and these guys turned around and just said "wow". Then we laughhed in their face and they didn't know what to do! Also we had the pleasure of getting flipped off by a drunken man swinging around a lamp post. By the way, they prefer blondes.