Ok, so after Paris I jumped on a train and headed south to Marseille, on the Mediterranean coast. No trip around the country is complete until you have stayed in the "real" south of France. I wasn't too sure what to expect by heading down there. From what I learned in school I knew it was a desolate place, full of rocks and small shrubs. I also knew of it as one of the original sailing ports in existance. My mind was full of thoughts from Alexandre Dumas' famous 'Count of Monte Cristo' and various other films. I imagined a wealth of fishermen selling their fresh catches, rural french people with a real 'joy de vivre', and of course, lots of sun and hot weather. What greeted me upon stepping off the platform was not exactly
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