Marseilles is Actually a City Made Entirely out of Garbage

People were not exaggerating! The streets of Marseilles are piled with incredible amounts of garbage in stacks that have grown much taller than I am. You’d better watch your step and some streets have been closed entirely. Oh the smell! I kind of get the feeling that I wouldn’t care for Marseilles even in good times, but I am certain I don’t care for it now. For one thing, where did all the crepe stands go?! And the delicious bakeries?! Not awesome. I will give Marsilles credit for 2 things: Notre Dame Cathedral (apparently every city in France has a Notre Dame) and the dinner I had on our last night. It was a bit of a hike to get up to the Cathedral, but once we were up there, the view was worth it. And from that high, you can’t even see the filth stewing in the streets! The cathedral itself was also brighter and more colourful than the ones we’ve seen so far. And this dinner! We asked at our hostel for a recommendation because Larissa wanted to try Bouillabaisse. I have no interest in fishy soups, so I ordered a steak and what a steak it was! Accompanied by a baked potato that actually blew my mind, some sort of quiche, and a salad. Marseilles, way to redeem yourself from being declared the worst city I have ever been to. Intead, that title continues to be held by Regina. Maybe it’s a tie. Difficult to say.


Chateau D'If (Count of Monte Cristo)