I spent this last weekend with my two friends in France. We went to Paris for the day on thursday. It was unreal to be close enough to take photos of the Eiffel Tower. We woke up around 2 am to walk to a bus that took an hour to drive to the airport. From there we took a 6 am flight to Paris. Got our passports stamped then took a taxi to Champs-Élysées which was kinda crazy to see in person. Then we decided to walk to the Eiffel Tower because it was easiest to spot, we just followed the top until we were next to it. Talk about surreal. Of course we had to get crepes there! After that we were so tired that we ended up falling asleep in front of the word famous monument. Yes thats right I took a nap in front of the Eiffel Tower. We woke up then took a bus to Notre Dame. From there we had lunch, I got a delicious lunch; a beget sandwich with a glass of red wine. I was stuffed. Got back on the boat to get to our final Paris destination, the Louvre. After taking some pictures we found a nice taxi driver to take us to Orly- airport. We arrived two hours early, thinking everything was perfect laughing and carrying-on.. meanwhile our flight to Marseille was taking off right before our eyes. You see when you travel, remember to check the ticket NOT JUST THE CONFIRMATION EMAIL. The times were completely off. Soo by the time we found the terminal our flight was gone. And some lady told us it was the last flight to Marseille for the night. Did I mention we didn’t have cell phones, or that the airport didn’t have free wifi, or that none of us spoke fluent french?!?!? (Insert stomach dropping / panic attack here). I spoke to one women at a desk that told me we could buy a ticket for an early flight in the a.m. but the airport closed so we had to find somewhere to stay. (Insert panic mode again). We decided that was our best option. Luckily I pointed out the time error to the second woman we spoke to who booked our tickets. Airfrance took care of the tickets with no charge! We got a hotel room for the night that had a shuttle to the airport in the morning. The airport opened at 5 am, we arrived at the airport at 5am.
My aunt met me at the terminal in Marseille and we proceeded to her house. The house was amazing, everything was open and there was a pool. The small yard had a table that we ate every meal at and a hammock. We swam in the Mediterranean. I ate amazing food, cheese, drank endless wine, and saw the old city of Marseille. The weekend was one of the most amazing weekends I have ever had. I loved being with my family and getting to see the way they lived. They were so welcoming and completely spoiled us with local fish, wine, liquor, cheese, fresh bread, and fruits. I tried foods I have never tried before like octopus, grilled sardines, radishes with salt, roquefort cheese, and whole figs. I could not have asked for a better weekend. I was able to see so much of Marseille with family that I hardly ever get to see. My cousin and I had a blast comparing American and French culture, and drinking. I am so happy that I have experienced Marseille. Now that I have spent time there with my family I know I will not be able to go the rest of my life without visiting again.