Paris in Autumn

Last week: 
We landed in Paris, well, not so much landed as slowly navigated in jolts and lurches with three patient and tiring children. 
It's all you imagine. Dada cruised off with our friends/hosts to their favourite fromager (cheese shop) to buy too much cheese (that will no doubt be consumed within too short a time.) I wandered the streets with three little people and a teenage helper on the hunt for Pain au chocolat, alas none was to be found but we did find warm baguette and giant chocolate macaroons and a small grocer with finches in a cage out the front.

The following morning was icy. Thermals, coats, beanies and mittens and still too cold for our unaccustomed littlies. However, we saw walked. A lot. From where we were staying to Notre Dame (across this bridge covered in padlocks (we're not sure why, but interesting to look at), past the rugby field set up in central Paris (pre-World Cup Final) then on to Angelina's for lunch and the most amazing hot chocolate that needed whipped cream to soften the sweetness. Seriously. 

Then we spent the afternoon at the Louvre.
Watching the lift (elevator) at the Louvre is interesting also....

Let me reassure you, three small children at the the Louvre is not an overly relaxing experience but we did some searching for a dog with brown spots, a red flower and other things and they were amazing...and sometimes asleep. We were with friends and this was a wonderful help. 

We had earned our cheese and a little glass of champagne that night.