A few weeks ago, one of my blogs about Paris was published for the student online travel blog “Let’s Go”. Click the link below to read what I had to say.
A few weeks ago, one of my blogs about Paris was published for the student online travel blog “Let’s Go”. Click the link below to read what I had to say.
As my roommate can tell you, I have a weak spot for small children who speak foreign languages. I especially have a weakness for small children who speak French. What is it about a small child speaking such a pretentious language that makes me want to squeal?
I once told a coworker about my fascination towards foreign speaking children and how it would be sad to adopt a foreign child that would eventually lose its accent and adopt my American one. To which he responded, “So what you’re saying is, the longer they’re around you, the less cute they become.” Why yes, coworker. Any child who hangs out with me for too long is doomed!
Which now leads me to this photo montage of French children on ponies who speak French (both the children and the ponies).
These photos were taken at “Parc Georges Brassens” which was right across the street from the “Hotel Ibis” I stayed at in Paris.