Wednesday, 28 June 2017

Vive la France!

"The year began with lunch..." The first line from one of my favourite books, A Year in Provence by Peter Mayle.


It was the holiday I'd dreamed about, had waited for so long for and while I'd love to be able to say our holiday started in a beach bar with a glass of rosé looking out to sea, it didn't. You see my boys love sausages and pizza and white food and junk food and I'm happy when they're happy so after we arrived late on Monday night after driving for over an hour and crossing fingers that it would still be open "The holiday began with Mc Donalds..."

Yet what followed was the holiday of my dreams. For once in my life I didn't have any expectations (I'm a planner who likes to picture how everything should be), but this time something told me to try to let everything just fall into place. Maybe it was experience - I've had enough Mammy fails to recognise that days are better when you don't picture how they should be. Maybe I'd finally learned that with kids you can plan but you can't REALLY plan. So I did what I'd never done before going on a family holiday... I didn't plan the days and I didn't expect too much.

Myself and David come here as often as we can but this was our first French holiday with the boys since our littlest was three months old and I've missed sharing this wonderful place with them. This time I certainly lived by Socrates quote "What screws us up most in life is the picture in our head of what it's supposed to be."

I feel my words will never do this place justice so here's a few snapshots of our week so far and our holiday with no expectations...



Refuelling after the flight! ^





















Living in the moment. Vive la France!




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