Scratch whatever I said about having problems of any kind being here. OBVIOUSLY I didn’t look hard enough. Friends, Family, Random Strangers who read my blog (thank you by the way), I present to you the single greatest thing that has ever existed. Ever.
I kid you not. These, my friends, are CRISPY M&M’S. Not the crappy pretzel kind, the REAL THING.
I would actually consider living here just for this. I’m probably not kidding.
Anyway, we went to the beach yesterday. Which I’ve posted quite a bit about for not having actually said anything about it. It was a lot of fun. My first thought was that it took me back to all the times we took family vacations to the Outer Banks of North Carolina.
HA. If only it was that awesome. Still, really fun. Even if you couldn’t boogie-board.
So the adventure (because you know there was one): we missed our bus to Marseille. Fist and foremost. Haha. SO we had to take another bus into Marseille. Which was fine, we just couldn’t go to the beach we planned to and had to walk from (get this) the central bus station. Yep. Central bus/train station. Real nice. Seriously though. I should have taken photos ’cause it was pretty cool.
So we walked to the beach. And then we got there and it was this:
Please beware. There may be some topless people in this photo. No. If you were thinking about finding an attractive woman topless, stop before you scar yourself. Literally. It’s like, acceptable to take off your top at these beaches (and not at all required), but mostly old people do it. And I actually do mean that. There may have been some as young as forty…but you get the idea.
ANYWAY, the water was fricking freezing. Like, bone-deep cold. It was pretty bad. However, the sun was really bright and hot. And the sand was warm. As you can see, I took advantage of that:
So we chilled. I went on an adventure into the city to find some food. Pain au Chocolat and a tuna sandwhich with dijon mustard. So. Good. We went back to the park where Napolean III’s palace is and ate our food while looking out over Marseille’s old harbor. It was beautiful.
I think that’s the best way to describe that day. Ha. I mean, other than tiring.
It was beautiful.
Also. Those M&M’s are SO FREAKING DELICIOUS. OH MY GOD I’M GOING TO DIE FROM ENDORPHINS OR HYPERGLYCEMIA, OR MAYBE JUST PURE EXCITEMENT!