Friends, Marseille, and a new plan

The beautiful Musée Des Beaux Arts in Marseille.

This past week our friends from Paris came to visit. I've written about Curtis, Leila, and Lily-Rose before (here and here). This week was a mix of business and pleasure (Curtis and Leila have just launched a new business). In addition to introducing them to Arles (and our monster mosquitos), we fit in a trip to the beach and a day in Marseille to see one half of the Modern Art exhibition Le Grand Atelier du Midi (David, Anna, and I will see the second half in Aix-en-Provence this Saturday).

Here are a few highlights:



Waiting for the train.


More of the Musée.


Stairwell at the Musée des Beaux Arts.


The port of Marseille. Approximately 110 years ago my great-grandfather (Paul Rappaport, age 8) boarded a ship headed to Pennsylvania from this port.




In Arles, at the Espace Van Gogh.




Looking up, at Saintes-Maries-de-la-Mer.

As for our new plan, we're ready for some big city action (and more art, of course!) so we're headed to London for a week. I was only briefly there 25 years ago, and David's never been, so we're really excited. All the new museums!! (ok, that part may just be me!) From there, we're going to take the Eurostar to Paris and stay in Curtis and Leila's apartment while they're traveling. One thing we've learned from this house-swap is that we're much happier in a city. Next time!