Marseille, France
We found happily that our room was another private double (not sure how we kept forgetting these things, but it was a pleasant surprise). We settled into the hotel and rested for a while, watching the Olympics. When we finally headed out, it was late afternoon, and we intended to walk around, but the part of Marseille where our hotel was felt terribly scary. We tried to find a market to buy some dinner in, but the one we found was dimly lit and smoky. When we got...


