And there are "three new bulls," the sign says! Oh man... if ever there was a good reason to miss church, I'm sure this would be it. But we're also invited to lunch afterwards, so I guess those are the breaks.
Frederic ended up getting home from school early on Wednesday, because the test he was supposed to have was cancelled due to an instructor being out sick. So we bundled the kids up and went for a walk.
After a very short ramble around the town (not much to see), we decided to hop in the car and head for the beach instead. After all, we are in the south, and we don't get to see beaches very often where we live. So we headed towards les Saintes Maries de la Mer, and Frederic felt sure we'd find a turnoff not too far along where we could go to the beach. At one point, there were two signs for les Saintes Maries de la Mer. One said "(direct)" and the other did not. Frederic chose the one that did not - why? I do not know. This scenic route took us to:
"What's that?" you ask. Here, take a closer (and blurrier) look:
Still don't know? It's a ferry. Not a great thing for someone who is already scared of water, and even more scared when inside a car over water. We almost turned around and went back, but decided to brave it. At least I didn't have too much time to dwell on the fact that I'd be over water buckled into a 1.2 ton mass of metal, nor to think about how hard it is to get kids out of carseats without being under water. On the bright side, it was free.
How much good will the life preserver do us, when we're looking at it through the windshield?
But we did make it across without incident. Whew!!
And finally found a beach. It was already late by then, and the wind was piercingly cold at the beach, so we didn't stay long at all, after all that!
But at least the boys got to get their wiggles out and have a change of scenery from sitting in the house all the time. And no, we did not take the same route back!