last stop.

The last stop of the trip was the city of P., which you will be familiar with if you’ve read The Life of Pi (I’m ashamed to say I have not).

We went on from our village church visit, down the coast a couple hours, to see the city.  We ended up spending our time at the beach instead of exploring around town, since all day we’d promised the kids a swim in the ocean.  We ate dinner in a little French town close by … in an Italian restaurant, of all things, feasting outdoors on flat-bread pizza and homemade pasta.