I attended a picnic yesterday in Jardin de Tuileries and managed to cut the roof of my mouth on some sharp baguette. Time to flee to the Highlands!
I've been crazy busy this week with the kids/ trying to pack for my upcoming trip home, but I managed a few nights out to say goodbye to friends who are leaving Paris. We went out for cocktails and over to Oberkampf for sweaty dancing and elbowing creeps out of our way while we did the Poke The Bees dance. Dancing like a mad Brit in a firetrap club doesn't cost a thing! My museum list has been suffering but that's only because I've been running around after two small children. I think they're secretly powered by solar energy, but even that can't make me sad that the sun has finally come out to play.
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