South of France 1

This past weekend we vacationed in Marseilles, the oldest city in France and a major port. We spent the days sunning on on pebbly beaches, investigating cobblestoned alleys, buying soap dishes and linens at outdoor markets, and taking a ferry ride to a nearby island. By night we sipped cocktails at ridiculously European lounges (flashing neon lights, skinny guys in white pants and overgelled hair, bored twenty-somethings smoking like chimneys) and danced the night away at the dungeon-esque club Trolleybus.