Ibis Marseille Gare St Charles

... in devil ears, 1 batman, 1 Spiderman, a copule dudes in masks, 2 girls with just some random fake blood on their face, 3 poorly represented Village people, and a guy who we think was Peter Pan, but he had cardboard fairy wings so we're not sure. All in all, Halloween ended up being a pretty fun night, but we certainly missed being home for this day! Now we are off to the Rhone Valley for some great wine... in a CAR! Stay tuned.

... with: &#8220;the world needs more fools like you.&#8221;<br><br>Even I fluxuate in my thought about what&#8217;s goin on. Most importantly, I live day to day and try to plan out what&#8217;s needed for the immediate future (i.e. food and shelter). Some days I;m on top of the world. I feel healthy and strong, and I&#8217;m exactly where I want to be. Other days&#8230;well today was a day I felt like a ...

As it is nearly a month after my last entry, the time has come to write my third installment of mes aventures francaises...<br><br>Having spent most of my free time out with the girls (drinking far too much 1664 and sangria), I didn't think I'd have much to write about, hence the delay on this entry, however the length of this will probably tell you that I was wrong! For a start, we've had two 21st birthdays so far, Lizzie's and then Louise's today, so lots of celebrating ...

Bonjour avec Aix-en-Provence Cherie<br>Since the last news we have visited the Cote D'Azur spending time at Monte Carlo and Antibes. We stayed near Antibes at a place called Biot and at night you could hear the seals at nearby Marineland - very strange. It was still quite hot and stickey with more mozzies. Monte Carlo was wall to wall money with billions of dollars in boats and cars. Antibes was similar but it had a lovely old town as well.<br>We arrived ...

... myself to one a day for the sake of conscience. They&#8217;re the thin kind, too, so usually come folded like a paper airplane or even rolled up tortilla-style. Of course there are lots of Maghribian dishes in the Arab quarter- couscous etc., but that requires actually sitting down&#8230; ahem. Easier are the taboules and other salads available in the grocery stores. At least a steady diet of vitamins has finally ...

... and not Algeria. <br><br>So I woke up and had to explore on foot to see where in the world I had landed. After an hour of aimless wandering I was convinced that no of French origin lives in Marseille since I saw only people from Mali, Cameroon, Senegal, Tunisia, Algeria or wherever else people have moved from. The vast majority of them were wearing their traditional outfits as well and that was just plain strange to see against a backdrop of buildings that would ...

... sense of 'police state' never was far from my mind. The moment that the French police approached us, started treating us brusquely, and demanded our identity cards, was the conscious moment when I recognized that I was proud, glad, and also lucky to be an American. As much as I love Europe for its culture and its gastronomy, for its sense of style and its lifestyle, that one act by two or three nasty policemen, helped to define me. I remember my sense of pride ...

This morning we found a small cafe a few streets away to have breakfast just off La Canabiere (the main street of Marseille, lined with beautiful hotels and cafes) Working through the language barrier, we managed to get a traditional breakfast; various breads &amp; butter, a hot drink &amp; a cold drink. It was a beautiful morning, with the sunning ...

... promise of sledging on War Hill (Lower Earley, Reading). Although I'm not sure I still find those things exciting I guess the weather change still promotes the same feelings. Ding ding...why am I salivating now? Whatever the temperature I'll just have to suffer it. It's going to be a lot worse at speed on my pikipiki. I'll just put on all the clothes I own and brave it. I'm not going the most direct route, as that means going ...