We took a ferry from Propriano- if you managed to guess where to- you win a cookie…

It was longer then the one to Corsica at the start, and overnight, so we got a room (which consisted of about 5 square metres of bunk beds)

We arrived in a place called Marseille (pronounced: mar-say)

I may be doing this a lot because we are now in mainland France and nothing sounds how it’s spelled.

We met up with some friends from Australia after driving for a few hours to another place called Vichy (exactly as it is spelled), and stayed in a nondescript hotel (actually it was descript because it had a shower!!!!)

But we didn’t do much there, and left early (as in , when we woke up, at about 8:45), to visit a big chateau, to give me some future house ideas!

From the chateau- called Chambord, we drove further to a famous bridge in a place called Avignon, in fact, it was the only bridge there that didn’t go across the water, because it had collapsed so many times…

Later; we arrived in Paris.

We climbed to the top of the Eiffel Tower very early on, to get good views of the city (and the tower, of course), and I had yet another meal of very good steak (most of my breakfasts here have been hot chocolate and orange juice and most of my dinners steak and potatoes…

The next day, we went to another famous place, although for perhaps not as bright of a reason as the Eiffel Tower, known as; the catacombs.

An underground mass grave, stuffed with the completely exposed skulls of over 2 million humans, who likely didn’t expect that in three hundred years, their skulls would be being selfied with several times a day…

Transition:

Stop

Empire of the dead

Afterwards, we watched the New Zealand- Canada rugby game, and took the subway to the Arc De Triomph

(Please note my spelling is probably completely wrong)

We have been doing lots here, a painful change to the relaxation of the boat, but is probably for the better so I don’t, like, die at school, but it doesn’t mean I have to like it.

At least every bar has very good wifi.

We leave tomorrow, for Shanghai, and to Sydney.

It will be depressing.

But I miss tennis so it will be worth it.

Depending on how we spend tomorrow morning, there may be another blog post, but if not, I will continue in December on my next holiday!