Sept ans

George, mulling over the question "so, how does it feel to be seven, then?" Or possibly feeling a bit reflective over saying goodbye to the holiday house.

With our flight not leaving till the evening, we went into La Rochelle to enjoy the Bastille Day atmosphere and get some lunch. Also enjoyed a tour of one of the fortified towers, which had great views (as well as strange sound-checking bursts of music from the various open-air stages).

A smooth and pleasant journey home rounded the day off nicely.