Jardin du Luxembourg on Bastille Day

Jardin du Luxembourg was my favourite space when I was in Paris in 1994. I was hitch-hiking around Europe and hadn’t even planned to visit but the wind blew and I arrived. The nearby Vietnamese student hostel, where I stayed back then, was great and having no money, the gardens were a perfect place to read my book and watch the world go by.

Seventeen years later, my kids seem to love the gardens too.


cc licensed ( BY NC SD ) flickr photo shared by Darcy Moore


cc licensed ( BY NC SD ) flickr photo shared by Darcy Moore


cc licensed ( BY NC SD ) flickr photo shared by Darcy Moore 

The little boats they saw a few days ago kept being mentioned so we returned today for some sailing, after a stop at a lovely patisserie for picnic supplies. There were many kids running around with sticks, pushing their boats happily, with parents (sometimes) watching.  It was good fun

Unfortunately, as one would expect, blood has been spilled on Bastille Day. Poor old Sarah fell over, just as we were leaving, and grazed her knee. The First Aid station in the park did a good job patching her up. I was not allowed to photograph the wound for posterity. Sarah thought it in poor taste and looked at me, when I asked, like I had contravened the Geneva Convention and was so unethical that my camera should be impounded by the gendarme who assisted us to find First Aid.