2:00pm - "On a bus from Marseille airport to the city of Marseille where I will take a train to Nice. I am very tired...have been traveling for 24 hours, can't wait for a bath or shower. The bus is very clean. Royal blue and yellow plush velour seats/ yellow curtains on the window.
I had an interesting experience in Marseille Train/bus station. I figured out the track number my train was on but could not find the car. Tickets (at least this one) are like airline tickets (specific car and seat number are on the ticket). Anyway, a man came up behind me and asked what I was looking for (in) very broken English. I told him, "voiture huite" (car 8). I should mention this train had to be 20 cars long and they didn't seem to be in any particular order. Have I mentioned that things don't seem to be labeled?...like train cars and streets! Anyway this man walked all the way down this train carrying my bag and found my seat and put my bag in the over head...then left. The Lord was watching out for me...
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