It's how a holiday should be, Everyone is doing something that makes them happy. The kids are in the pool for the third time in 24 hours (it doesn't open in the mornings or else that number would be higher), my boyfriend is sampling the local beer, and I am blogging about it all.
We have done lots already, making the most of what could potentially be the best weather of the week. 30 degrees today so a bit hot for me really.
Arriving in France earlier than anticipated we had time before we could check in, so we went to the beach at Dunkirk. Now considering how overactive my imagination can be, I can be lacking at times. Consider any beautiful beach close to a densely populated area on a hot August day. It was of course heaving with bronzed bodies, music blaring, stalls selling all kinds of stuff. It was not the desolate beach in black and white that I had pictured, funnily enough.
And so onto the hotel, which apart from the disastrous lack of Wifi initially, is great. There is an awesome sun terrace that last night had a lovely sunset and we have bought yummy items to consume there later. I suspect we will have a lot of bread and cheese meals this holiday but given the high standard of both I'm not complaining.
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