Day 145
The last time we visited Versailles was with a newborn. I remember carrying the stroller up to the giant gold accented
palace so Cali’s newborn brain wouldn’t get scrambled from the cobblestone rumbling. She was fussy that day and so I walked with her through the gardens while Paul took the older two through the palace. This time Cali and I would both get to go inside, and better yet, she would remember the experience.
At dusk we went by Notre Dame.
We had dinner in the Latin Quaters.
We ate on the sidewalk under heat lamps.
Then had Nutella crepes for dessert.
