Carla Dibbs: Marseille, France

Marseille brought about some good things and some not so great things. First of all, we started this leg of our trip by screaming in the airport running towards Cassie welcoming her to the travel life. Super good thing. Second we made our way to our accommodation which was basically Rapunzel's tower and met our crazy frenchman host. We found to our dismay that the "apartment" was a little room with a bunkbed and a couch with a bathroom that was separated by a mere shower curtain. There was also a moment where we thought our host was going to deny Cassie staying with us when we had previously received his permission. Bad things.

After laughing at our misfortune for a while it was shopping time. By this time we had a routine going on when we arrived at a new destination. We bought the classic essentials, yoghurt, chicken, cheese and many other items concluding to 30 euros worth. Why am I telling you these mediocre details you ask? Because at around 5pm the power went out! Things could only get worse. After calling our host numerous times and failing to get our power back, Jacks european credit on his phone ran out. By then our phones were running out of battery but on the plus side the wifi wasn't working so...

We went into survival mode. Which meant eating a tonne of yoghurt and other various chilled items.
The night dragged on as Cassie snapchatted our depression and "how great her first day was going" and randomly listening to music on one of our iPhones to block out the sound of someone going to the toilet.

I probably could go on forever about everything that went wrong in that time but in the end we got power once again (after a whole 24 hours) and continued our life in Marseille.

Highlights included bike riding along the turquoise oceanside, swimming in chilly waters, watching Cassie eating a whole round of Brie as her first "meal" in France, laying in green pastures and roaming the streets of our pastel paradise neighbourhood.