Travelling to Marseille, at first it appeared as nothing more than a lesser version of Nice, which I know sounds harsh. It was generally a bit grottier as the area surrounding the train station, while offering great views due to it’s height, was rough. View Full Post
New life plan; become a millionaire, move to Monte Carlo and drive a sports car.
On Friday afternoon I left La Spezia and arrived for my weekend in Monte Carlo just before dusk. My first glimpse was from the train tracks and I can’t totally describe how I felt. I’ve wanted to come here for so long and couldn’t wait to see it all; it was almost like waiting to meet a person, a pen pal, rather than a place. My hotel, as Monaco doesn’t do hostels, was right in the centre on a street that looked like it was part of a miniature film set to be used for context shots. View Full Post
After four nights in Florence, a beautiful and busy city, I arrived one afternoon in La Spezia, an Italian location I knew little about. In fact, it’s a large town with it’s own castle, theatre, shopping and port, but is used more as a place to find accommodation when visiting the Cinque Terre. View Full Post
In La Spezia, the location of my accommodation to visit the famous five or ‘Cinque Terre’, I had my only mentally low time on the trip so far. I’d just come from Florence and my energy levels were in hiding, whilst La Spezia wasn’t exactly a grand destination. After sleeping the night, in the morning I ignored my alarms and slept in to recuperate and debated missing out on my exploring for the day, perhaps with a trip to the cinema.
Yet, something in me pushed against the lack of motivation and I’m so fortunate that I managed to meet my aims and have a great time doing it, for if I’d missed out, I would have regretted it.