Saturday, Marie had a French lesson first thing in Sophia. She's enjoying that. The progress is slow.
<-- Me and the boys walked in the forest nearby. We found stock piles of dirt and gravel to play on. The boys got filthy for an hour, and I got filthy while carrying them.
In the afternoon, we went to a huge fete in St Laurent du Var. We watched old rally cars doing donuts and figure 8s in the car park. Dont worry about seat belts... even 3 year olds can have a go if they're sitting on dad's lap in the front seat. One man risked his life to hose it down, while a variety of cool old cars took turns to slide around without wiping him out. Trials motorbikes did big jumps and tricks. Fire engines and fake but real USA police cars gave joy rides with full sirens.Then Ollie and Louis got on the dodgems. They both laughed a lot. Ollie got the idea of driving. He had the time of his life banging into people.
Louis loved it until he bumped his head. He retired to the kiddie ride.The first toilet stop was next to the line dancing and cake table. After the judo demo, and trash & treasure, we ran out of time on the jumping castle. Ollie tried out archery. Hamburgers and chips topped out the least French day so far. We missed the flying fox, trampolines, and blow up suit sumo wrestling. The kids had a great time.
Sunday was up in Vence. We visited an Australian newly from work, and his wife. She's a bit tired of retired ladies giving advice, and not being able to park anywhere. All the kids got Australian flag tattoos.
We got our long term visas, so now we can stay. The next thing is to get a social security number. By the time all that's done, it will be time to renew it again. To get integrated I'm doing a course on history and civics.Me and the boys have colds.
<-- Someone finally shovelled out the path to work. Thank you French man!
