Ping Pong

Every day we go to the park.  Sometimes we go to the grand showpiece parks.  But mostly we do our loitering at one of the four nearby parks.  Each park is awesome for different reasons, but they all have one thing in common: ping pong!

Come as you are.

Although the cell phone pic makes the girl on the left looks like she’s got a bad 80’s doo, she in fact had an awesome ‘77 punk rock doo.  Notice the boots being worn by the girl on the right.  In the background a tween boy strums Nirvana’s “Come as you are” on an acoustic guitar.

Here we meet our friends again, this time with two cheerleaders.

Well, no doubt I missed the moment.  The punky girls were playing some serious ping-pong while the little African-Franco boys were cheering them on.  If I had captured it, it would sum up my impression of Paris:  In Paris, there is a place for everyone.  (As long as you speak French.)

The Neill's play pong.