The Count of Monte Cristo, or How We Escaped from Angry Seagulls

In summer 2009, we took a fun road trip through France, from Toulouse going along the south coast all the way to Monaco, and then north to Paris via Avignon. We want to share with you our birdy moment in one of our stops along the Côte d’Azur: Marseille.

Marseille Cathedral
Marseille Cathedral

Have you been to Marseille? The first memory I have about Marseille is from the French national anthem, La Marseillaise, that reminds me of the Indonesian popular patriotic song, “Dari Sabang Sampai Merauke”. But singing La Marseillaise was not the reason for us to visit the city of Marseille though. It’s the Chateau d’If!

From the time I realized that the Chateau d’If is located off Marseille’s coast, I’ve been wanting to see it! So, what is Chateau d’If and why is it so important to me? Well, if you love the Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas like we do, this fortress is the very prison where the count was jailed for years. If you have no idea what I’m talking about, then you need to drop what you’re doing (well, ehm, not including reading this article, of course!), get a copy of the book, and read it! It’s one of the best stories of all time.

Boat ride to the Chateau d'If
Boat ride to the Chateau d\’If

Chateau d’If was a fortress that later was turned into a prison that sits on a tiny island (only 30 000 square meters) that along with 3 other bigger islands, makes up the Frioul Archipelago. The tiny, rocky island is protected by a long loop of a fortress wall. Perched at one of its corners is the medieval castle, the Chateau d’If. We heard that we can visit this tiny island, including walking around in the castle area, and I was really excited for that. I wanted to check out the count’s cell and imagine how it he could have made his escape. It had been a sunny week, and the weather was gorgeous that day. What could be better! So we marched down to Marseille’s harbour to the ticket booth with the song La Marseillaise accompanying us. Well, fine. By that I mean it was just me humming to myself, quite horribly, and I bet Ryan couldn’t even tell that it was a song.

Chateau d'If model in Musée des Plans-Reliefs, Paris
Chateau d’If model in Musée des Plans-Reliefs, Paris

And then… what a bummer! The boat to the Chateau d’If was canceled for the day! Apparently it was too windy and the sea was too rough. The boats won’t be able to approach the island’s unsheltered dock. Stay a night in Marseille and try again tomorrow? No, unfortunately we couldn’t since we had to return the car in Paris in a week, and there were many more things we wanted to see. As a compromise, we bought tickets for the boats that go to the bigger Frioul Islands, whose port is well sheltered and safe to dock. This boat would pass close by the d’If island, so we would be able to see it from the water, even though we couldn’t explore it. Crappy compromise, I thought at first, but the journey turned out to be fun.

Marseille as seen from the water
Marseille as seen from the water

We hopped on the ferry and headed out into the harbour. The city of Marseille looked pretty from the water, although the waves were quite rough. We got pretty wet even though were sitting up on the second floor of the ferry. As they mentioned, we passed my dream island from quite near. I didn’t take my eyes away for a long time, to absorb the view as much as I could, and burn it into my memory. I burned it so well, I could even transform it into a jpg form.

Chateau d'If
Chateau d’If

After a while in the boat, we reached the Pomègues and Ratonneau islands, 2 of the bigger ones in the archipelago that are connected by a stone causeway, or mole, to create a safe port against the rough sea. The port was pretty and has a lot of cute restaurants along the shore, but of course we were more interested in exploring these natural rocky islands. We followed one of the walking paths into the island. Here was our first mistake: we brought no drinking water, and we were about to take a walk on a dry land under the strong sun. But at time we didn’t realise.

Gorgeous scenery of Frioul Archipelago
Rocky Frioul Archipelago

The rocky island was gorgeous. Rock cliffs in one side, and gorgeous azure water on the other. Here and there we could see some patches of green grass. The sound of seagulls screaming in the sky and on the ground felt like peaceful new age music to my ears. Okay, that’s a lie. It was quite chaotic and could be overwhelming . Do I need to mention that those birds stank too? But I was excited to see these thousands of seagulls, and these islands happen to be the natural home for a huge colony of them. Don’t laugh! I know many of you think seagulls are too common (and annoying) birds to pay attention to. But I spent most of my life in a big city in Indonesia, and there’s no birds in the city: people ate them all a long time ago. So yeah, I like to watch these white birds.

Yachting and swimming in the Frioul Archipelago
Yachting and swimming

Here and there we saw at the base of the cliffs sheltered beaches, with families swimming and picnicking. Slightly off the island, we saw many yachts with people swimming in the gorgeous blue water. As we continued the path became more and more obscure, and I got thirsty as we baked under the sun, walking without drinking. We assessed that the obscure path definitely won’t lead us back to the port, and this dry island didn’t look like it had any natural source of fresh water to drink. So, afraid that Ryan might have ended up having to carry me in his back, we decided to turn around and head back. Ryan didn’t think it was fun to go back the same way, and he remembered that there was another walking path on the other side of the hill. So we started to walk up the hill.

As we climbed the seagull noise became louder and louder. In front of us, there was a green hilly field with thousand of seagulls chirping. But because of the angle, we couldn’t really see them, just the ones flying around. It was pretty obvious from the ones we saw hovering, though, that there was a huge colony up there. So, should we continue, or should we go back? Were we about to walk across the natural habitat of seagulls? It was a mixed feeling. We love seeing animals in their natural habitat from up close, but we don’t want to disturb them. Worse, I had no idea how they keep the eggs and the little ones! What if we stepped on them? What if we broke the eggs and squashed the little chirpy ones? But I have to admit that I was dying to see what the seagull looked like. And, maybe they don’t even mind us? Can’t we just take a peek at the habitat and go unnoticed?

Seagulls everywhere
Seagulls everywhere

As we were agonizing over our choice to go forward or to go back, we heard the squawking noise getting a little louder. And then much louder. Was it just our feeling, or had they started hovering around us? Not randomly flying anymore like before? Ryan said to me “This is getting dangerous. Seems like they are angry at us, we have to be quick. Please hold my hand, and let’s just run across the hill as best as we can.” He pulled my hand.

But I didn’t move. “But Ryan, what about the eggs? And what do you mean by them angry at us? Do seagulls do that? Do they attack humans? They look quite small. Are they dangerous?”

Ryan was in a moving mood, but I was lost in thought. If you happen to already read my Santorini or Montserrat Monastery stories, you might already get the idea that walking on a slope is one of my weaknesses. I’m awfully slow and careful climbing on a hill, afraid I might slip and fall. And we are going to do it on the hill full of angry seagulls?

That’s when I noticed something: one seagull was hovering a few meters away from Ryan! It was there, keeping itself floating steadily in the sky, for something like a minute, not moving away at all, squawking at Ryan’s head. Holy! So eerie…

Ryan realized that too, and thinking of running. But instead I thought it was a great photo opportunity! So I started looking for my camera and snapping some photos around. Yes, right Ryan, it was too precious to be missed. And you’ve got to agree with me after seeing this photo:

A seagull colony up the hill
A seagull colony up the hill

Ryan got so annoyed (not sure to the birds or to me) and thought it would be really dangerous to carry me uphill with my photography mood. I still wanted to just take a peek and leave. But more seagulls were gathering, and then had started to swoop down from the sky towards us, dive bombing us and pulling up at the last second, screaming ferociously, or at least as ferocious as a seagull can be. When I felt the wind from the seagull’s flapping as it flew by my ear, I finally got the message. It felt like one of the scary moments from “The Birds“.  So we decided what to do without saying much: Ryan grabbed my hand and we ran away down the hill, back to the original path, with screechy birds swooping behind, chasing us. Hey, we outran them!!

Gorgeous scenery from Frioul Archipelago
Gorgeous scenery from Frioul Archipelago

Looking back, we were pretty foolish to head out without water or proper preparation, and to wander into the bird’s domain without really looking where we were going or listening to the warnings. It made sense at the time but now I can’t understand why we did it. But in the end the views were absolutely gorgeous, the scenery amazing, and we got a new respect for seagulls.

Have been chased by angry wild animals? Made some bad choices when exploring? Share with us!

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13 Responses to “The Count of Monte Cristo, or How We Escaped from Angry Seagulls”

  1. Heather
    9 February 2011 at 7:24 pm #

    I’ve never read the book but I watched the movie O:-) Would be pretty cool to go to Chateau d’If!
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    • Dina
      11 February 2011 at 3:01 am #

      Yes! I hope if you go there one day you can actually visit the island :)

  2. Erica
    10 February 2011 at 11:48 pm #

    That water looks amazing! Seagulls are bloodthirsy sky rats – BEWARE! :P
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    • Dina
      11 February 2011 at 3:03 am #

      Isn’t the water gorgeous! Sky rats, heh :D

  3. Nancie
    11 February 2011 at 4:51 am #

    What an adventure! You did get some nice photos :)

    I’ve never been chased by a bird, but I’ve been pooped on my pigeons…once in Montreal and once in Halifax. Ugh! Both times I was working and nicely dressed. I can still remember my customer in Montreal saying “You do know that’s good luck?”

    I never wore those clothes again, and in fact the suit that I was wearing in Montreal ended up with holes in it…….did you know that there is a lot of acid in pigeon poop? Take my word for it!

    • Dina
      11 February 2011 at 11:23 am #

      Funny :D I hope you did get the good luck! I didn’t know about the acidity, and wow, creates hole in fabric?
      I got pooped by birds twice, amazingly it’s always me, not Ryan. In Istanbul and Andorra. I must have offended them in the way Ryan was not!

  4. Katrina
    11 February 2011 at 6:13 pm #

    The Count of Monte Cristo is absolutely one of my husband’s favorite books. We tried watching the Richard Chamberlain version of the movie, but it was rather dated and quite abbreviated. Really must read it. I LOVE visiting my favorite places from history, fiction books, and movies. What a lot of fun you must have had! And the water is so beautiful!

    Thanks for sharing. :D
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    • Dina
      13 February 2011 at 1:31 am #

      Glad you enjoy the photos, the water was gorgeous indeed! I can’t remember whether I have watched the movie or not yet, but for me, usually book version wins. Maybe because movie usually can’t have those many details.
      I love to visit places from history, books and movies too, in NZ we enjoyed visiting LOTR sites a lot :)

  5. Sabina
    11 February 2011 at 7:29 pm #

    This is a cute story :) I can picture Ryan grabbing your hand and you two running away from the birds. I thought the conclusion of this story was going to be that you were poopped upon. I’m glad to hear you were just chased out of their domain instead. I was once attacked by dozens and dozens of birds right after I bought an ice cream cone on the island of Lido, just off the coast of Venice, Italy. They were all hanging around a statue, but apparently the sight of me holding a dripping cone was too much for them to resist. They just swarmed in all at once. I had to duck and run. I didn’t get pooped on either, though!

    • Dina
      13 February 2011 at 1:33 am #

      Yuck, was your ice cream fine? I like to picture your story too :D

  6. Jennifer Barry
    12 February 2011 at 11:46 pm #

    Hi Dina, I saw the movie (the remake) and it was awesome! The scenery is gorgeous, but I know how fast you can get dehydrated, which is no fun.

    I’m glad you escaped from the seagulls! I’ve had bad experiences with them hovering 2 feet from my face expecting me to give them my food. They get quite aggressive on the New Jersey shore.
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    • Dina
      13 February 2011 at 1:34 am #

      Yes, unfortunately those gorgeous water is not drinkable :(
      Those seagulls sound aggressive indeed! They are way too daring birds..

  7. Andrew
    12 March 2011 at 4:30 am #

    Conte of Monte Cristo is one of my favorite books. In fact the copy I have I bought in an English bookstore in Nice years ago. It was close enough to Marseilles for me. I would have loved seeing the castle. I guess I didn’t think so much about it when I was in Nice that time.

    What a neat well told story of the seagulls. Yeah, they really aren’t nice birds. They stink and are loud and aggressive. My aunt lived in San Fransisco and had a special stick she carried just to chase the seagulls away. Away from everything, her roof, us walking around but especially from the table when we decided to have food at the zoo. Seagulls will remove a hotdog and bun nearly whole from the hands of an 8 yearold with frightening deftness. I learned that. :(

    Maybe next time with the Chateau d’If for both of us.

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