This afternoon we went to Ile Saint Louis and to Berthillon ice cream. For my money, Amarino is better, but atmosphere wise, Berthillon wins. Of course, it stunk like Paris where we were, but Michael wanted to sit on the river and watch the boats. He got raspberry sorbet and loved every bit of it.
I had white chocolate ice cream and ate faster than he did.
Yesterday he was hot and did his "I just want to curl up and watch TV" routine. We tried to go to the park at Luxembourg gardens and fly the kite again, but it wasn't very windy, and he just wanted to eat snacks - cherries and Teddy Grahams.
I don't know if he had a fever or was just dehydrated since he feels so much better today. That didn't stop us from having a couple of duels with the foam epees that Phuong bought us before she left, but he wasn't really himself. We had to go to Amorino at Place Contrescarpe for some much-needed ice cream for the both of us.
Friday was fun though. We went to the park just south of Luxembourg Gardens (the picture below is actually from Saturday morning at 9:30 - nobody in sight!) and flew the kite Phuong bought us. Michael loved it - he ran the whole length of the park with it. Then we went to Ira's for some lunch - Ira is a very good cook - we had Dorade (whitefish) with a creamy-wine sauce and baked leeks/olives/tomatoes - very good, very fancily arranged. Then we went back to park. There wasn't any wind, but he ran up and down the length of the park with his little "Cars" ball, kicking it the whole way.
