I've completely lost my voice after a tremendous day at Parc Asterix. The weather held out, thankfully, and it was perfect for being outdoors. But I have lost my voice, certainly not down to our students, but down to my non-stop screaming as Goudurix flung us around at 100km per hour. There was also a wooden rollercoaster that managed to separate every bone in my body. But what a great fun end to a week where the students saw tonnes of things France has to offer.
We finished last night with the annual French trip prizegiving. Not sure everyone understood why they had got their particular accolades, but maybe with time they'll understand why. The kids have been fantastic in this trip and a real credit to their school, to their town and to their country.
This morning we will finish up by packing up the coach, going on a quick walk around Montmartre, see the beautiful Sacre Coeur and then head off back towards Calais. After all, is there not some more shopping to be done...