Saint Cyprien is located near Perpignan in the very southern tip of France on the Mediterranean Sea, close to the Pyrenees mountains, which divide France from Spain and Andorra, another small country we learned about while we were there. The town was very touristic, frequented on a regular basis by French for their summer holidays.We stayed in a condo-type beach house that we rented for the week from some friends of Guy's. It was a charming place - very comfortable and bright.
We did manage a few day trips to see some surrounding sights, but we wanted to have a chance to unwind and not be too busy running from place to place. We alternated between the beach and the pool, getting suntanned and playing in the water. The sun was very, very hot - I guess the US had the same awful weather during this time in July.I loved these cute little European-style swim trunks I found for Joey, and he was so happy with the floaties Guy got for him which allowed him so much more freedom in the water. His nickname during the trip became "Little Shark." Ana and Niki were like little fish in the pool and in the sea.
I'm happy to look back at these photos and see all the big smiles; I know it wasn't my imagination that the kids seemed very happy on this trip. It's not to say they didn't argue and fight, but I think they soaked up some very positive feelings along with the European sun.
I especially loved the nightlife there - the center of the town usually had some sort of entertainment set up outside at night, which was appropriate for adults and children alike. One night we watched the local people join hands in big circles for their traditional dance. They danced for hours, into the night with a live band. Mostly elderly people, they all seemed so happy and full of energy.
And July 14th happened to be France's National Day, so we went into town for a spectacular fireworks display, then back to the center at the beach for a big pop music and dancing bash in the streets for people of all ages. 
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