We just came back last night from a three day weekend to the north coast of France where we stayed in the fishing village of Etaple and enjoyed playing on beaches in Le Touquet and Ste. Cecile. Frunty loves the sand and I think he could play all day at the beach, finding shells, digging holes and jumping in, making circles, running along the ocean. Daddy bought a rainbow-coloured kite and we had fun watching him learn to fly it. I tried too. We ate a lot of seafood and even bbqed fish kebabs. We also went to an amazing aquarium in Boulogne called Nausicaa where we saw some awesome sharks. A week today we leave for another seaside holiday in Djerba, Tunisia. We have never had so many holidays in a row but that is what it means to live in Europe where vacation time is 5 or 6 weeks plus all the statutory holidays plus the long lunch breaks when Daddy sometimes comes home and 35 hour maximum work week. (by law, employers cannot demand more without giving a day off in lieu.) It is a different world and despite my homesickness at times, I am happy for all the time Daddy gets to spend with us!