Here are a few photos from their day to day here, starting with summer's favorite pastime, lucanus cervus, or stag beetles:
Killer beetle attacks huge ship:
The beach, a favorite spot:
The kids had their own "encierro" or bull run. They used to do it with very small calves, today (I think litigation has reached France) there are adults pushing wheel barrows dressed up like cows with horns:
In the arena for the class; red scarves for all:
Photos of photos of the ecarteurs (dodgers) in action:
Charles turning 10...too fast!
And the summer is not over, neither is our trip to France; but as C. said this morning; "We'll be home in our own house with our dog and our friends next week!"
+As to why no one else was at the class; first of all, it was geared to children. Second of all, we'd been out to the night time part of the town festival the day before, and even with the best of intentions, had only made it home at 1am. We danced, listened to music and wandered the streets, all together, along with hundreds of other families. It did not seem as wild as I once remembered it being, but then again, we left "early." The only ones I could drag out of bed in the morning for the cow event were the youngest.