Yesterday we went walking to a park nearby, the Parc Montsouris. It's only a couple of blocks away from our home and since it's still summer holiday here, it was packed with kids and parents and, of course, grandparents.
Apparently the name of the park was once Moque Souris (literally "mock mice") because of the number of rodents....well, we didn't see rodents, rather we saw a big lake with ducks and ....black and white swans. Beautiful!
There were hundreds of giant Asian carps in the lake, as big as sharks!
I sat on a bench and observed my son trying to interact with the French kids: fortunately he is not shy and there's always the international (i.e. Italian) hand language. Then he met some French-British kids who played soccer with him. Bad idea: how do you expect to do such a sport near a lake without the ball ending in the water?