After a flight to London Heathrow followed by a flight to Marseille, the children were quite excited about the whole holiday thing. After the first day in Marseille, a very lively and busy place, Megan said "I want to go on holiday!" The poor girl thought that holidays involved going to remote Scottish or Spanish islands! After a few days, she got into it, and when asked again how she was enjoying herself, she quietly replied "it's exciting." Matthew, of course, was in his element, using his new found pointing skills to point at anything that moved, especially cars and people.
We also visited the Calanques, managing a reasonable woodland and cliff walk with just three adults (me, Debbie and Lisa), one pushchair, and all four children (Megan, Matthew, Zachary and Elliot). Needless to say, both Megan and Elliot fought over who should go in the pushchair, and getting either of them to walk was hard. Yet at lunch, they both ran off cackling, me giving chase, only for them to split up and go in opposite directions. Faced with choosing a child to save, luck in the form of a tree root saw Elliot trip over, and, one child felled, I just had to chase the one that was still upright.