This morning we slept in, probably later than we should have. We originally had wanted to catch an 8h00 train, but decided we would find one later at 11h15. I got up around nine, and we still had to hurry. We arrived at the Gare de Lyon at 11h05; we still had not purchased the train tickets. We had clearly missed the train, so we ate a little lunch and took the 1h16. During the period we waited for the train, we discovered the most unexpected, antique and beautiful restaurant, Le Train Bleu above a little bistro in the center of the station.
The train ride to Marseille took around three hours. I loved watching the scenery outside of the window. The sky changed from dull gray to deep blue, the further south we went. It's so exciting for me to pass castles and chateaux in the train, nonchantly seeming to announce the history of the French countryside.
We arrived to bright blue skies and bright sun, neither of which is readily available in the Nord-Pas-De-Calais, at around 4h30. The reality of wintertime soon hit me, though, when the sun set at six, right after we had checked into the hotel. We did have a little time to enjoy the setting rays, during which we headed down to the "Vieux Port" and mingled amongst the Marseilleoises.
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