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Basically, Marseille is a dream. A really good one. The city is beautiful with its charming old red roof houses and classic French apartment buildings. The corniche languidly runs all along the coast offering spectacular views of the ocean and the isle d’If. The calanques, as they are called here, circle the city and plunge in to sea. My house is incredible with an open concept design that offers the best view of the city. The Notre Dame de la Garde basilica with it’s golden Bonne Mere watching over the all the city’s inhabitants is level with my living room. And in my room I have my own closet and shower!
My family is so nice and understanding. They have hosted many students before me so there is little I can do that surprises them (of course I did find one way…more later). They actually EXPLAINED things to me. As we drove through the city on Sunday they pointed out the big sites and important neighborhoods and commented on everything. My host dad is part Vietnamese and this weekend was a holiday celebrating the Vietnamese New Year so we have been eating the most amazing Vietnamese food. I have never eaten anything like this before but I love it!
The only problem is that, like all dreamers dreaming good dreams, I keep waiting to wake up. It can’t be this good…....right?
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