Jour 15 - A Walk with Dalia

Inner Pilot
Jul 14, 2011
1 min read

Updated: Dec 11, 2024

Mots du jour: rue (street), savon (soap), forte (strong)

Went running through Marseille. Made it to white rocky outcrops that surround the city. Attempted to climb a summit. Realized that if I fell, I was in as sorry a shape as if I were in remote Alaska. I’d die and rot where I lay. Nobody would find me either. Decided not to risk it. Left with only 50 vertical feet to go. Too much to lose.

Savons de Marseille

I walked with Dalia through a quiet part of Marseille called The Panier. The streets were narrow, the crowds missing. Shops sold quality products, like Savons de Marseille. They film a well-loved French TV show here. It’s clean and quaint. We walked along The Vieux Port too. It’s different by day. More interesting. There’s a vibe. The place is alive. Off to catch a train to Bordeaux. It’s time to see Dimitri.

Thanks for everything Dalia. See you again soon.

Train 4766 to Bordeaux

It's midnight, and car 14 of Train 4766 is empty, except for me. I’m being rocked back and forth, staring at nothing instead of sleeping. Sometimes the lights go out and then come back on, like in a movie. I just think, and listen, and rock. This is my time now.