Iedere ochtend werden er chooclade broodjes en stokbrood gehaald, toch altijd een tractatie als je op vakantie bent. Joram heeft het grootste gedeelte van de vakantie doorgebracht in het zwembad en op het strand en zich geweldig vermaakt. Na drie weken moesten we (op Zwarte Zaterdag, als alle Fransen op vakantie gaan. Hoe kwamen we op het idee!) weer naar huis en afgelopen zaterdagavond om 23.30 uur reden we weer onze straat in en konden we weer heerlijk in ons eigen bedje slapen!
The last three weeks we have been celebrating our summer vacation in the south of Brittany (France). A wonderful place with nice weather, beaches, shells and crabs. Brittany is a very special region of France, lots of the habitants speak quit a bit of English (for those who know French people, you can tell that is a uniqie thing) and they even have their own language based on the old Celtic. We were in La Forêt-Fouesnant on a campground called La Saint Laurent. The campground was on one side situated at the sea (the Atlantic) and on the other side at a river. When it was low tide the river became all dry and you could walk around and discover all the life of nature. That also happens with low tide at the ocean, so we had al blast finding all the animals and shells there!
The campground and the chalet we were in were great. On the first day Joram met Geke and in the two weeks Geke was there they were inseparable. We zould also get along with Geke's parents so we had a very good time too. Every morning we picked up fresh bread (always a treat). Joram spent most of his time there in the pool or on the beach and had a blast. After three weeks we had to go back (on Black Saturday, when all the French leave for their summer destination. How did we get that idea?) and last Saturdag at 11.30 pm we arrived at home and we could lay down our heads in our own beds!