Christine and her daughter Paloma flew in from Montpellier yesterday. Our first French visitors. Real 'French' as opposed to 'from France', if you get my drift.
One concern that I had when thinking about this trip was entertaining Paloma who is 11 years old. We would need to make the days interesting with the right balance between doing 'boring' things and something that would interest a girl of her age.
What a waste of my brain that was. Within 20 minutes Paloma had made friends with the girl next door who is the same age and despite neither speaking the other's language they played together until nightfall.
Who needs the United (useless) Nations?
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