The daily ice creams continued
And so we came to the final campsite near St Malo, and a real treasure it was too. Our final days of le grand trip were spent soaking up the last rays of sun, enjoying the swimming pool (or land swimming which Emily invented), gorging on cheese, bread and all the other culinary delights that France has to offer. We took it fairly easy, as the campsite was very family friendly, with animals to feed and a playpark, on top of the swimming pool and plentiful games that were around. I even managed a quick trip to the supermarket to stock up for the next few months :-).
Chillin' out campervan stylee
Competitive 'Hungry Hippos'
Crashed out after 20 lengths of land swimming
A bientôt mon beau pays
And so we arrived at a pitstop for a few days in Birmingham at my parents. I still had my hat and we were still singing our holiday song, so all was well with the world. But how could that be made better? By Grandma and Grandad giving Emily a new house, in fact my sister's old one. This was one excited supreme being.
What could possibly be underneath there?
Transfixed in anticipation
That is one happy face
And away she goes
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