Last year I wrote from the bowels of unemployment summing up a typical day. This purging let out some of angst I had been feeling at my lot in life. It seems fitting after a suitably momentous day that I return to this form of writing.
12:30 am Rude awakening by some drunk Australians who may be living in the same apartment. One of them may have had a shower. I dream of strangling Koalas.
4:30 am Rude awakening by my restless subconscious. I must have a lot to do today. I have awoken before my alarm.
4:55 am Alarm time. My foot hurts. Get a load of my foot.
6:13 am Leave apartment and get in car.
6:30 am Join the magnificent A8 super motorway on our way to Marseilles.
7:45 am First heated discussion over directions.
8:00 am The magnificent A8 has a price.18 Euros to be exact.
8:05 am What is this rush hour traffic I am experiencing?
8:15 am Arrive in Marseilles. It is over run with fishing boats. There might be one Super Yacht but it could be a navy frigate.
8:25 am Buy coffee so we can use a toilette.
8:30 am Wander the streets. Play at being dumb tourists. There are no Super Yachts.
9:45 am Hungry. We have no spoons for our tinned food. Buy more coffee so we can steal a spoon. We are now fugitives in a foreign land.
10:00 am. F**K Marseille lets go to the next port
10:30 am Oooo isn’t it pretty. Still no Super Yachts
11:00 am Lets go to Cassis !
11:20 am Get tired. Decide to take a nap. Co pilot fidgets relentlessly. Nap abandoned. Continue journey.
12:00 pm Get terrified driving around in Cassis. Still no Super Yachts.
12:15 pm Second heated discussion over directions
12:30 pm Let us go to Toulon!
13:14 pm Toulon sucks. Sonny Bill you are retarde.
13:17 pm Random French man yells at us from a roof top building for walking the docks
13:22 pm There are still no Super Yachts…..
13:26 pm Let us go back to the port we may have seen from the A52. It could have been a mirage……
13:33 pm After nearly driving into a parked Citroen because I left the car in gear. I nearly back into an Aston Martin Vantage. Luckily the owner is on hand to put his kidneys in the way. I relinquish all driving duties.
14:22 pm Those are definitely super yachts…… but they are not in any water.
15:22 pm Absolutely terrifying but heartening experience walking a dry dock. Huge gantries that could lift an Imperial star destroyer.
16:00 pmLet us go home.
16:10 pm Sh*t we are back in bloody Toulon. Toulon proves almost impossible to leave.
16:25 pm Stop in a gas station to get some food. Very heated discussion on a wide range of highly charged subjects. Second attempt at nap. This time I fidget all through co pilots nap.
17:10 pm Start long drive home.
18:40 pm Miss Antibes off ramp. Drive to Nice. Sick of looking at ports by now.
19:00 pm Finally home.
What an incredible day!
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