Day off adventures.

This weekend was an adventure, although I did make a few small mistakes. The sunbathing and swimming was really refreshing, although next time I’ll pay more attention to the sunscreen. Dinner in the evening was excellent with some local beer, and now I’m just relaxing to end the day. It will be fun to look back at the pictures and write about my experiences on the blog.

Marseille, 2024. 22 May.
The wind calms down in the morning. It’s not stormy, it’s just blowing hard. The new sleeping bag is comfortable. The hammock is really annoying to slide around in, but never mind, I still slept comfortably. I woke up at four in the morning for an hour and a half, but for me, not tossing and turning is a big enough reason. Anyway, I woke up at half past nine. Washing with mineral water (the rest then in the sea.) “Tent” dismantling. After eleven, I set off down the Semen hill to the beach, where I plan to spend the day. Not a good idea: next time I won’t stay until three in the afternoon, but for a couple of hours, because on a beach there is rarely any shade. Next time I’m planning one and a half hour stages: sunbathing plus swimming, then a walk, say on the mountain in the woods, then sunbathing, swimming, then a meal somewhere in the shade.
It’s only at night that I notice I’m red. Here we go again. At three o’clock I walk back to the “camp” place, as I have tied the scooter under a bush. It’s a pity there are no luggage lockers at a good price, because then I would leave them at the station, as they are only needed on the way home after the train.
Together with Dugo, it takes me an hour and a half to get to Castellane Square. Anyway, the square is fenced off; I thought the pedestrian-friendly version was already finished – although I wonder where they’re going to divert all those cars.
At 5pm in France, no one wants to be hungry. A true French guest is a visionary, cooking only at noon and in the evening. Vapiano became the solution. Ordering using the qr code is surprisingly simple. I can count the pieces of chicken in the truffle and chicken noodles, but never mind, because overall the dish was delicious. But the place itself is… run down, worn floors, dirty walls, slightly dirty table. Sebaj. The food is good, the beer is delicious, and the phone is charging.
At eight o’clock I’m rolling in the evening sun. Baguette and salami for dinner. Evening blog editing and all sorts of tidying up is postponed. I read the book until it is gone. The second Kondor Vilmos novel in four days.