It’s past 9pm when I catch up with Lizbeth and some friends in a bar, in the district of Cours Julien. I rushed from rugby to be on time, so I didn’t take my shower, I’m muddy and stinky when I pass the pub’s door.
I twist and turn in my seat, the stagnant plane air working its way in and out of my lungs as I try and find a vision of peace in my mind. It’s been 27 hours of flying and my eyes snap open as soon as the pilot tells us we’re about to start our descent into Marseille.
Time has come and gone pretty fast here in Australia. I can feel a bubbling of anxiety rising up in my chest knowing I’m going to say goodbye to my folks again.
I’ve returned from London exhausted. After a 5am start, we got a train back from Nuneaton, to London Euston, to take a tube to Heathrow, to then get a plane back to Marseille, to get a bus to Marseille train station, to then get a metro, so I could walk the rest of the way home.
It’s time, folks! It’s time to release the podcasts of The Delos Diaries! In this one, I talk about how on earth I came onto Delos, what my life was life back in England and what the experience meant to me. It was the beginning, The dawn. The rebirth of myself. It was the start … Read moreThe Delos Diaries Podcast! Dreaming of Delos!
We met with Edouard’s brother and Nici at their apartment. I instantly felt incredibly welcomed by them both, sitting down, eating saucisson, drinking beers and exchanging stories until we were laughing. It was such an amazing feeling just knowing that we were starting somewhere. We wasted no time, making appointments for the very next day. … Read moreThe French Diaries: Part 5 “Lizbef finds a home!”
We’ve left the countryside behind us, my heart is beating and the sun is scorching my skin already. The city of Marseille is before us. I realise with a start, that I am technically home. In the South of France. The scent of the city hits me hard, so unlike the scent of the ocean … Read moreThe French Diaries: Part 4 “Onwards to Marseille!”