St Patrick's Day Mass in a French cathedral? Why not?

I had lots of fun playing in the special St. Patrick's Day Mass in Beaulieu-sur-mer. Dio, Inga, and my mom came along. After mass, there was a picnic lunch plus music and dancing in the crypt (which was not creepy like it sounds--it was a lovely huge basement area, newly renovated).

My aunt and uncle from Idaho are visiting for several days. My uncle is a painter and they are both avid outsdoors people. We enjoyed catching up; I hadn't seem them since over 26 years ago!

Inga had a home game this evening and her team won. She still doesn't feel that she's playing as well as she'd like.

I had some time this afternoon to bask in the sun on the beach, stripping down to a tank top and pulling my pants as high up as they'd go. It felt amazing.