Le carrousel

On our last day in Paris, my mother and I were walking past the carousel at the Hotel de Ville.  In a moment of whimsy, she decided that a few rounds on the carousel were in order, and before I knew it, she had paid the fee, found a pretty place to sit, and was going round and round looking as pleased as I’ve ever seen her.

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