I like landing in Marseille. It feels like one has overshot slightly and ended up in Algiers.
Last time I was there, it was high summer and there was a bin strike. Huge piles of rubbish were heaped up and the rats were having a field day. It was très charmant.
Last time I was there, it was high summer and there was a bin strike. Huge piles of rubbish were heaped up and the rats were having a field day. It was très charmant.
Oh I haven't been into the city since England played Tunisia in 1998. Far too dangerous. It would be like stepping foot into Naples, or Lagos.