I was bit affraid not being able to do these stops due to lack of time. But just believed in the impossible. Now i can say the hardest part is behind, after all the hassle and effort, I made it so far.
Went to Marseille, which seems to be ruled by boarders. Hundreds of them
I really fancied this place! 
Had to rush to Montpellier though before it got dark. I then had to find out theres no sunday train-bus service. Decided to hichike to Grammont, where I spent the rest of the day with local skaters.
Skating these skateparks is really a dream come true.
We had a BBQ, developed my french a lot, stayed with them till the morning, partying. Actually it should hv been me -the only sobber around- driving the car, even without a license. Anyway got a place to sleep and the help came quite handy with my suitcase, since i had a funny accident messing in a troly.
Missing my train the next morning really not surprised me, the fact I had to purchase a new ticket annoyed me better. At least i had a reasonable amount of sleep. Now heading to Winterthur. Will have 3 changes on the way.

There I went to climb. No lifts work at the stations, real feed for my musscles. N still no sign of lockers. Left my bags in a random tourist office.. Seriously , the bagget for french is like the umbrella for the english, everyone carries around 1. So funny. Climbing was fun, just a shame the casstle on top was shut..

My charger was stolen this time.

Wondering around in Lille, getting lost, missing trains, then arrived in Paris in the evening. its beautiful at night. Climed the tour this time!

It Took ages to sort my tickets, due to ppl lack of english and coz I didn’t know where to go. I just imagine all those perfect spots opening out in front of my eyes and screaming out my name. Ok made up my mind. Cought the next international train n stoped at Modena.

Gotta go to Dover to catch a ferry to France. The bus driver was very ignorant, n didn’t want to let me on since I called him a moron, coz he was kicking my backpacks, it’s a gud thing its got a helmet on… On the ferry bumped into a guy who happened to be a guid, and knew all the coolest places around, so gave me some clue. Also met some group from Australia, nearly joined them to Poland.

So was just chillin in france, beach was fairly accepteble, there were no lockers damn, gotta carry around 7 stones. Ridiculous. 1 guy asked me, what I was up to. I said, backpacking. he went: with a suitcase? On a beach? Hm..

Ohh..Lost my tripod