This week as I walked around the Eiffel Tower I was reminded of a time last year in Paris when 3 locals took advantage of me and my foreign status.
These 3 locals were 8 year old girls. Adorable, giggling, happy French girls.
They had quickly made friends with Isaac- I mean, who wouldn't want to be friends with Isaac The Gentleman? And they invited him and Isabelle to the carousel just nearby. Isaac and Izzy came running, "Mom! Mom! can you take us all to the carousel?"
Of course I could. I walked them all over. We waited in a very short line, the carousel stopped and it was the children's turn to buy a ticket and hop on.
I turned toward the children and I realized that there were five little hands held out, waiting for money. Five? I only had two kids. But, being the really "sweet" and "giving" person I am, I gave each of the five money to buy a ticket, and away they went. Round and round on the carousel, which, by the way, is one of those cool old ones where each kid gets a stick and tries to get the stick through a ring as they ride pass.
Soon enough the ride was over. I asked Isaac and Isabelle how it was. "It was great," said Isabelle, "but Isaac and I want to go play in the sand with our friends now!"
Isaac and Belle ran off, and I turned to go toward Tyler, and nearly ran over the 3 girls. Who all had their hands out for more money. For the carousel. To ride it. Without my kids.
At this point, I knew I had been had. But, they were so adorable, you know, with their french-speaking selves, so.... I gave them money for one more ride.
I hope they enjoyed it.
From Ottawa, Ontario.
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