Sunday, July 11th

District Convention
Sunday

The girls camped out on this blanket

on the top level, much cooler up there.

Leaving Beziers....

Off to the beach for the evening.

This is St. Pierre sur Mer.

There were loads of people.

We ate dinner before the
drive home. Drew ordered
Tapas, or whole tiny fish.

Kaley and I had cheeseburgers.

Saturday July 10th

District Convention in Beziers, 

our first at a stadium. About

9,500 in attendance.

Saturday afternoon got pretty roasty, 

I would guess about 90'ish. The

attendants started coming by with

water tanks to mist the crowd. 

Spray bottles with water were passed

around each section.

After the program Drew took we

took the girls for a McFlurry.

At dinner with Claire and Bruno.

Friday, July 9th

This morning we headed to the 

beach near Narbonne, northwest of us.

Our first time visiting the ocean

in Europe, a big moment for us.

It was a little cloudy when we 

arrived but very few people there.

The first picture is en route to the 

ocean, a drier landscape.

This house caught Lexi's eye...

....yes it says Kansas City.

After the beach we went into the town, 

there are many Roman remains here.

In case you have been looking for 

sheep's milk ice cream, they have it here.

délicieux.

Then we proceeded to our hotel in Beziers

where we attended the convention. 

The hotel was pretty old, but not the worst

place we have ever stayed but very 

1970'esque and of course no AC. We decided

to walk around until it was dark.

Wednesday, July 7th

Kaley and I started out the day with a walk 

down to our market in town. We stopped 

for a snack and while we were sitting on 

the sidewalk eating, 3 different people 

stopped to say, "bon appetit".

This is my favorite patisserie...

although I can't find a name on it.

The girls and went in the ministry 
in Axat in the mountains about 10

minutes away in the afternoon.

It was hot so we had to cool down.

We saw some people going down the 

river with wetsuits..the water was ice cold. 

Then we continued up in the mountains 

to La Clat to buy some goat cheese.

Voila, le fromage de 

chevre...surprisingly mild.