After grabbing breakfast, we checked out of the hotel and hit the road just after 9am. Lyon was great, but it was time to head south.
At least the toll on this leg wasn't 33 Euro!
We made our way back to the car, checked into the hotel, grabbed some ice cream, and tried not to melt ourselves while we sat outside and ate. Did I mention it was hot? Because it was. After taking a break in the hotel room, we decided to grab a bus (because there was NO way I was hiking up that hill in that heat) up the hill across the port to see the Basilique Notre Dame de la Garde.
The view of the city from the hill was fantastic. I still am baffled by how beautiful Marseilles is from my pictures when it was so hot and constructiony when we were actually there.
Turns out almost everything in Marseilles (at least that we could find) closed early. You'd think around 6pm you could find a place to grab dinner, but we eventually wound up in a sketchy neighborhood at a crêperie. The food was decent and the waiter used us to practice his English while we used him to practice our French.
We eventually made our way back to the hotel; we were really looking forward to the next morning so we could get out of Marseilles. I know that sounds bad, but here are some notes I took that day:
Holy monkeys it's hot.
Mark does not like Marseilles even though it was his idea to come here.
Got pooped on. :(
Look for dinner; 6pm and everything is closed.
We were only staying for the night, though...off to the French Riviera in the morning!