While the south of France wasn’t originally on my bucket list, having the opportunity to go was an amazing experience. In the morning I took a nice train down with Avery and Naomi. The train ride was the longest I had taken in Paris, but it was an enjoyable experience. Upon arriving in Marseille, I could feel the change in scenery, and the Mediterranean was a warm welcome. The architecture and warm breeze contrasted Paris’s dense city life. Rolling hills, with tile roofing on the buildings.
We stopped off at lunch, brought in by the smells of seafood. The fish I ordered was delicious, as was the spritz I ordered. Everywhere you looked there were pretty views. It was a beautiful blue-sky day. Naomi was here to get her tattoo, and Avery and I tagged along. We decided to go to the beach.
The water was cold but felt refreshing in the heat. Feeling the waves roll through you as seaweed danced in the water was something I had missed about going to the beaches back home. I was excited to be in an ocean I had never been in before.People watching along the beach and sunbathing was a relaxing way to spend the time out of the water. I could see myself staying there a few days; however, the day trip was still something I am glad I did not miss. We visited the Palais Longchamp, which certainly commanded its presence.
This natural cliff element was stunning to look at. The ride home on the train was not as nice as the train to Marseille; however, I struck up a conversation with an older passenger that ended up lasting the whole train ride. It was a nice interaction that made me think about the world and furthered my thoughts on France.