French public parks and playgrounds are strange. First, in a lot of places, it is forbidden to walk on the grass. The French love to question authority but for some reason, they actually abide by this arbitrary rule. Few parks have proper playgrounds and when they do, the ground is invariably concrete or asphalt—if a child falls, the landing would be more cushioned than on grass or rubber surfaces! Playground equipment is also often outdated or just unsafe, and trust me, I am not super picky about safety.
Fortunately, France has carousels to keep kids entertained… and Mark likes them!
We took a long walk on the Isle of Nantes. It looked completely different on a quiet hot day, without the crowd of tourists!
Ok…I have to ask…I am totally mesmerized not by Mark’s super cute smile or the pretty pictures but by your thighs!! What is your secret?? I need them!!
Seriously, I wish I could sell a magic recipe but I don’t even go to yoga anymore! I walk… a lot. Like, all the time. It makes a huge difference I find because I never liked my legs before (see those skinny jeans? Well, I couldn’t even fit a toe).
That said, my legs are fairly proportional to my body but I can’t get these skinny legs models have (not that I am aiming for that anyway!)
They look like skinny model legs!! Think I might walk to work today, instead of catching the boat 😉 xxx
I’d take the boat… that sounds exotic! 😆
I swear I don’t Photoshop my legs!
La photo sur la balançoire est incroyable ! Qu’est-ce qu’il grandit vite, c’est fou comme le temps passe vite. Est-ce que tu crois qu’il va retenir un peu de français avec un long séjour en métropole comme ça ? 🙂
Il a l’air de bien comprendre le français et l’anglais, mais je crois qu’il comprend moins le chinois. Enfin c’est juste une impression! Mais je lui parle quand même dans les deux langues.