Marseille was simple, a city in the southern France where
there was a large number of Muslim and I was really surprise. Then again I might
have wondered down that special street where they all set up their shops and
trade their goods. The diversity of France was more than I thought and the
different level of poverty is striking.
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| Perfectly Lined Buildings in Marseille |
France is not beautiful. That I have decided. It is
different and interesting but not the awe striking beautifulness that you see
in other places. If you take a picture of Marseille and its coast and high end
Boat club and the speckled clean buildings all lined up perfectly with French
balconies, it truly is spectacular but to my eyes it was not beautiful. The
balance between its people and its city landscape is what makes a place
beautiful in my eyes nowadays. The dynamics of a living symbiotic art.
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| The Main Tourist Spot of Marseille |
2 nights I stayed in Marseille but not much to do other than
to just walk around the old town, climb a hill up to the Notre Dame where one
could get a whole view of the city. All the food and restaurant was served for
the tourist which comes in bus heaps and leaves in a few hours. Some wander
into Marseille by car and some never left the train station as far as I could
tell. Beyond the beautiful boat club which is the main destination for tourist
stops Marseille the town was a mystery to me.
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| Boat Club in Marseille - France |
It felt gloom, a town that does not want to share with
others and is glad outsiders are confined to the designated tourist spot
prepared for them.
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| Marseille - France |
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