tin soldiers and Nixon: Marseille and back again

So if you don't know I went to Marseille on the evening of the 9th of November. I spent the first night in the Marseille airport and it was terrible... somehow I slept in on an airport bench...? That day was my birthday... the 10th. I skated the magical Marseille bowl for a couple of hours that day and then explored the city for the remainder of the daylight. That evening I found out that Marseille should never be explored during the night; just looking down some streets scared the french out of me. To finish off the day I went and saw the new 007 flick in french, it was alright... but not really.

The next day was spent exploring; I found out first hand that Marseille is an extremely dirty city... please note the photo of the old man navigating his way through the depths of cardboard boxes. That evening I picked up a bottled of wine and enjoyed it all by my lonesome in my sweet personal hostel room. Note the photo of me enjoying the mandarin orange.

I am extremely excited about the mandarin orange season that is upon us. Everyone get their citrus on.

That brings me to the 12th of November... This day is my dad's birthday, for those who don't know him, he is awesome.

I planned on waking up early and skating the bowl again today but it ended up raining. I still woke up early and went down to the park to take some photos... It cleared up a bit but the bowl was still wet, I didn't dare skating it in fear of breakin ma neck... see photo below.

After the photo session I was scared away from the bowl by a bunch of shitty french girls making sounds that should be illegal. I took a bus to the metro stop and then made it to the main train station where the airport shuttle leaves from. I was supposed to fly home the next day but I decided I didn't feel like getting cozy in the airport for another 12 hours... so I took the next train to Paris. The train left withing an hour and it was awesome; I got to see a glorious sunset over the beautiful country of France and an epic castle placed atop a hill on the corner of a little river. Best 75 euros I ever spent.

It's nice to be back home. It was especially nice to come back a day early even though it sometimes seems like there isn't much to do here in Paris.