We can’t always get away on vacation, much though a recharging of the batteries is desperately required, other factors come in to play and we cannot leave. But, then, why would we want to, we live in one of the most popular holiday destinations in France, mostly frequented by Parisians and the French, with a handful of in-the-know Brits, Belgians, Dutch, Germans and other lucky people!
I mean who wouldn’t enjoy a long leisurely lunch in Rochefort, a mere ten minutes from our house and we’re in another world, city life that buzzes but is small enough that one can always park and wander everywhere in a very short space of time.
We headed north to Poitiers once more, where Millie took possession of the keys to her studio apartment, a huge step into the world of adulthood, we are so proud of her, as her life as a university student will soon begin. It’s a city full of culture and history, with so much incredible architecture that I could just stop and snap photos for hours.
Within a stone’s throw of her soon-to-be new home there is a huge archeological dig taking place. Medieval walls have been discovered, the first layer goes down to the 14th century and once they go lower there’s evidence of Roman remains.
It was incredible to stand so close and observe the past. These bones, (I’m sorry they are a little blurry) had just been found and were causing much excitement.
But it hasn’t all been city focused, we’ve spent afternoons lazing on the beach and enjoying long picnics and we’ve taken to the river, one of our favourite summer activities, kayaking and paddle boarding.
The scenery never gets boring
even if for some small people, oggling at old houses just gets a bit too much!
Another highlight of the summer has to be breakfast on the terrace. Although we try to eat every meal outside during these warmer months, starting the day outdoors and having the time to enjoy fresh fruits from the garden and eggs from our own hens, without hurrying, does feel wonderfully decadent.
Evening meals have revolved around salads and anything involving tomatoes, courgettes and aubergines, you guessed it we have a glut, so lots of home made ratatouille!
We’ve done our fair share of sightseeing, because there is just always so much to see here.
And then there have been the night markets, very much a part of the summer season and hugely popular
Locals provide simple impromptu entertainment, accompanied by a light supper and a fortifying glass of wine, they sing, play guitars, put on incredible puppet shows and always for free. These are not professionals looking to make money, these are individuals and families who just love life and it shows, the incredible joie de vivre and bonheur is catching.
Dining under the stars, I have to think perhaps we are the luckiest people alive.
And to cap it all, I’ve also taken a short road trip to the most northern tip of France, ending at Port Diélette, way up the Cherbourg Peninsula.
Where we looked west to the small island of Alderney, Roddy’s family home, the Channel Islands, where two of our children were born.
Well it wasn’t really such a short trip, many many hours of driving were involved with the girls being the perfect passengers. Only three times did they ask if they were there yet and it occurred to me, adults actually do just the same, they are no more patient, the simple difference is a child asks “How much longer?” whereas a grown up merely puts it more gracefully “What’s our arrival time?”
It’s been good to see some more of France and although out of necessity, I’m glad we stayed here for our holidays. Very sadly though it’s nearly over, school resumes next week, I’m one of those parents who hates it when the children go back, I’ll miss them during the day, even though it is just a few hours, their company is always fun. But, it does mean normal life will resume, and I for one will be back to blogging properly and regularly and you know what, I am really excited about it!