For our last day in Warsaw, we walked to the Warsaw Citadel. It was built in 1834, to subdue the rebellious city of Warsaw. Unfortunately, the museum was closed. However, we were able to explore the grounds of the former fort. Afterwards, we walked back towards the city along the river. It was a very relaxing day. We  wandered around the Old Town. It was a great way to end our trip. We went out for one last dinner in Poland, and then returned to the hostel. When we left the next morning for our flight, everything was going well. We arrived at the airport with plenty of time. We waited in the line for me to check my luggage, and for Roecker to print off his ticket. It was a very long line, and there was no one working at the counter for quite a while. Finally, we made it to the counter. However, they told us that we were in the wrong line, and that we had to go to another one. When we made it to the desk, they informed us that because of the line at security, there was no way we would make it to the plane on time. We went to the other airlines, but the only two flights to Marseille cost both over 800 Euros. We sat down at a cafe and looked at our options. We realized that the only cost effective option that we had was by train. We went to the train station, bought our tickets, and started our journey. The first leg was six hours from Warsaw to Berlin. Once we arrived in Berlin, we went to the office to buy our next ticket. I bought my ticket, but when Roecker tried to buy his, she said that there were no tickets left. He was able, however, to buy some sort of reservation. We left Berlin for an overnight train to Mannheim. We didn't have beds or anything, so the sleeping accommodation was less than comfortable. From there, we next had a train to Paris. The only problem was that Roecker technically didn't have a seat on the train. We talked to the conductor, and thankfully he allowed Roecker to take the train. We arrived in Paris and from there took a train to Marseille, followed by a bus to Aix. Needless to say, it was quite an adventure. I have never been so happy to be back in Aix after that trip.

Man playing some sax on the street.

Turkish culture festival.

 Warsaw Castle.

 Crosses for those who were executed at the Warsaw Cathedral.

 Memorial to those executed.

 Looking out over the grounds.

 Old Russian Tsarists cannons.

 The main buildings.

 Entrance to the Citadel.

 Park along the river.

 Polish ducks.

 Looking up at the Old Town.

 Main courtyard of the Old Town.

 Mermaid statue. 

 Little parrot in a cage on the street.

 Polish Army memorial inside a church.