Atel De La Baie Hotel Bandol

... ride the train from Limoux to Marseille, which involves a couple transfers, then from Marseille there is an overnight bus that will take me right into Torino, where I'll meet my friend Carlo, and spend a couple days.

My simple train ride into Marseille turns into a series of missed connections and mis-communications. It somehow ends up taking five hours longer than I expected, and for the last stretch I just got on a train that I hadn't paid a ticket for. Note to ...

Over the last months of travel, we’ve met and talked with many people about what we’re doing. As you can imagine, we’re greeted with many responses. Most can’t fathom a trip without end or adgenda. Some say they admire what we’re doing. Setting off onour own, turning our back on convention and creating an adventure. Others think we’re fools. Although the woman who said that ...

NO MARSEILLE for us!!! The captain went by when we had 21 foot waves and winds of 50 gusting to 65. It was sunny but not good enough to dock in Marseille, so on to Barcelona we go. In spite of it, we had a great relaxing day and i had a 3 hour nap this afternoon. Naps are totally not my thing but apparently i was exhausted from our whirlwind schedule. Anyway, nothing exciting. We have seen numerous people in arm slings and just ran into a woman in a ...

... handstands and all the rest.... spend hours cleaning the sand out of our bags and clothes! The next day was a stunning 26 degree day.. so so so nice. We never thought we would be at the beach again. Were tempted to stay but found out the next 2 days were not going to be great weather. Sadly we headed off at 4pm to head to Avignon.. Saying goodbye to the med forever was very hard.. and sad....

... ask where they will sleep and what they will eat?" Yep, I reckon that’s about all they do. Jesus was lucky; he never had to score WiFi. But he could multiply fishes; now THAT’S cool.

Sometimes I tell my wife when I feel she’s not being appreciative that all she has to do is close her eyes, click her heels three times, then re-open her eyes and everything she needs is right within her grasp ...

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Marseilles hotels are almost TOO cheap, but some close the doors early, and some are simply- I never thought I’d say this- below my standards. In France that means not only might there not be a shower attached to the room, but THERE MIGHT NOT BE ONE IN THE ENTIRE HOTEL. I’m not joking, and places that basic might be rare nowadays, but optional bath-for-a-charge is not. Maybe that will answer some longstanding questions for you. Now ...

... French are perfectly nice, I take that back, at least for Marseille. I am sure there are some perfectly lovely people hidden away here somewhere but we didn´t cross paths. Native Marseillans (or whatever you call them) are for the most part arrogant, rude, self-absorbed, unhelpful and obnoxious. Now how´s that for a ringing endorsement of a city´s population? Now I have to say the immigrant Arab population I came in contact with ...

... I even said forget it a couple of times, finally we compromised. 3 days for the price of 2. (I can even wheel & deal in France...who knew) Erica is back, I give him my license and he gets all excited ..."Caleeforneeeaaaahhhh". To make a long story a bit longer, his daughter is the blonde at the TI that helped us, she studied in San Fran. Go figure... We get our car and are on our way. We have Citroen C3; a nice little ...

... hadnt got much further than "pass the water please." They had a lot of fun things to do around the house, we did a lot of painting and "bricolage" or recycling art, making all sorts of arty things out of old toilet paper rolls and cheese boxes. One particular highlight was getting an old guitar and smashing it up against a wall and arranging it on a canvas in the style of Arman, a great french artist. We had a good couple of ...

... I caught a morning train to Milano,then the next train headed to Venice. Obviously since I couldnt get to Barcelona(that was where I intended to meet up with Cris again whom I met in Ireland she was going to collect me at the train station!) i would not be able to get to Bordeaux like i wanted to for the wine tour but hey sometimes you got to go with the flow and let things happen as they will.