The city of Marseille is as dirty as can be. You can step on something nasty at every corner. Otherwise, the city is huge, very colourful and noisy. It is a classical mediterranean metropolis bringing together the cultures of Africa and Europe. I would even say that the African culture prevails. Most of the people walking in the streets are at least slightly dusky. There are dark-skinned oldsters with oriental fezzes and chibouks, there are black hip-hoppers with two snapbacks one on top of the other, and there are as many Chinese as you need. All these people are fans of the local Olympique de Marseille. Wonderful.
What is more, this city is dangerous. There are some places in the northern part where even the toughest Sofia guy wouldn't want to go. The local people are well aware of this, so, if you happen to walk into a side-street after 10 p.m., you will meet only some suspicious individuals together with me, of course.
Nevertheless, Marseille is an interesting and pleasant city. There is a lot to see. And the wine and the cuisine... And, keep in mind – if you want to go round the city, don't walk – the streets are too long. Take a taxi. A Peugeot. A white one.