The Oppidum of Enserune

We didn't sleep all that much.
I could not, for the life of me, fall asleep last night, and finished an entire 300-and-something page book in one go.
Reading will be my downfall.

We decided on the Oppidum of Enserune, where we had been before in the past.
Last time it wasn't such a success, and this time wasn't great either.
And it wasn't the 2600 year-old archeological digs or the history or the views that disappointed.

More like 3 fighting and screaming boys in 31 degree heat.

Why do kids fight?
Why don't they listen?
They're sucking us dry, the little buggers.

The biggest highlight was a shared orange juice with Son#3 in the shade, wearing his Tour de France hat.

Now it's almost 4 in the afternoon.
We might drive down to the beach this afternoon, then again, we might not.
There are clouds on the horizon.

I so wish my parents were here.
For them, because we keep thinking about how they would love it here, and for us, because we enjoy their company so much.
And occasional babysitting-service would be lovely as well.


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