Glee and the Lac de Sainte-Mande

On Saturday we went for a wander to check out the neighborhood and take some photos. To my delight, we found a park, and in the park, a carousel! Oh sweet glee! It was magical. I jumped with joy. How could this be? In a park? In chilly January? The sun was out true, but there was still a chill in the air. It did have it's own little house.

I was beyond excitement, can you tell? The grinned stayed on my face as I watched the children go around and around. It turned out to be more of a carousel/amusement ride mix. Oh the happy petits enfants! This little guy was my favorite. He looks as though he's cheering someone else on. "You can do it!"

Ok so that's all exciting right? Well, after I'd finally tore myself away, right behind it was another one! What the?!

This one was for the older kids and even had the Brass Ring Game. Oh the glee.
And then another one across the street! Holy Shit! We didn't go that one. I was afraid I might explode.
Instead we continued through the park, where I found these sweethearts.

 Don't mind the unfocused shot , I didn't want them to know I had snuck a photo. On we went, following the flow of people and discovered a lake.

Gorgeous. More glee is coming....ponies! More specifically, PONY RIDES! Never did I wish a was a child again more than I did that day. It was glorious.

                          If you come to Paris, I will take you there. Whether you like it or not.

                                                                Man I love this place.




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Oh sweet exhilaration! I went shopping alone today! And I know what you must be thinking, knowing me, that I finally broke loose to buy shoes or clothes in sweet Pari....nope, I bought groceries. Such an easy thing? Well not when I can't speak french. I was nervous. Nervous of what I ask myself? that someone will speak to me and I won't understand? No...ah! that I won't be understood. That I will not get what I want. These things you have to let go. For example, on our first trip to a large grocery store, sort of a combination between Costco and Superstore, among other things, we chose some oranges and apples. Upon check out, the cashier held up the bags and asked us something in french , most likely wanting the codes for the fruit .....as we would discover when he merely put them aside. No looking for the code at this store, oh no. at least not with that big line behind us. That was it. No code, no fruit. I really wanted those apples too.

The Eiffel Tower. I have seen it. I am victorious. So iconic. A certain feeling came over me upon seeing it at first site. How many time had I seen it in films, books, posters? It symbolizes a freedom, a dream, a dream of escape of burden to so many. Life is shitty?

                                                     Well one day we'll move to Paris..

And we did! It's still unreal to me. Perhaps because we are in a Hotel/Apartment and 99% of my belongings are still in a storage locker in Vancouver...but that's another story. It has been almost 2 weeks, so I am still in vacation mode, but I leisurely one. Content to wander the streets a little at a time...