Antiques, playground

After a quick lunch, everyone went to the centre ville to check out the antique fair. It used to be called Jambon Brocante, but is now called "Brocante & Saveurs", and is not quite as extensive as I remember, but still pretty nice. Mom was looking for an antique cane for Kenji, but was unsuccessful. I picked up an early 1920's set of aerial photographs of the area (Moucherotte, Grande Sure etc) which had been taken by the French military. You can even see the tip of a biplane wing on one of the shots. The kids got balloons, so they were content.

Next was second lunch at Pain&Cie


and then off to the playground


Which was miraculously not overrun with feral kids for once. Here is simon after drinking a six back of beers:

just kidding, parents!
Finally, it was time for ice cream at the Green Arch

The caramel is unbelievably good. Unfortunately, the Australians were unable to sample it because of the well known and often experienced bane of parental existence: a Poo Emergency (aka Poo Explosion).