After an entire day of this:
that little thing the masses are thronging towards is
and after a few more floors of others like this
Ava looked like this:
(PS for parents of toddlers– piggy backs are allowed, shoulder rides are not)
So our cards said there was a nearby park for kids to play in– Le Jardin du Palais Royale. Now I remember the black & white columns from when I was here years ago. Nowhere are they found. It’s entirely gorgeous, quaint English gardens. Benches enclosed by bushes and flowers all over.
Nary a child running or playing. So Ava resorts to her new pasttime:
And Mama & Dada just watch. When you can’t find a playground, whatcha gonna do, besides go kick dirt?
Monday, July 27, 2009