A Weekend in the Country

Waking up at 5:30am is not my ideal way to start a vacation. Especially when it includes scurrying to the train station in a Paris drizzle already in our vacation clothing. As we pulled away from Fall-like weather in Paris and chugged onward to the south of France I saw the light. Literally. The sunlight. And the promise of three blissful days in the hot summer sun in the South of France.

So as you can gather, Jean-David and I finally took a weekend and went to Marseille and Cassis. There we indulged in two of my favorite things:

We-swam in the salty sea of the South and ate fresh French fish.

One of the typical dishes in the South of France is Bouillabaisse so we went on a search for the tastiest in town. However when we realised that this fabulous dish went for 58€ per person, we decided on other delicacies of the South like mussels and fresh Tuna. Our three days were on repeat, walk around, sit and people-watch, imitate the Marseille accent-

Putaing je vais chercher du paing. Funny...eat fresh French Fish go swim in the salty sea and eat again.

Being surrounded by the bright colors of the still present sun-dresses, beach towels, and incredibly tanned, wrinkly topless grannies, I felt unprepared to face employment and Fall fashion in the impossibly chic Paris. At least I have a tan.