Adventurer's Index, France, Galleries Devon in Paris Posted on August 2, 2015March 7, 2018Author Slowlanefrance ‘Everyone in Paris has their head in the fashion clouds,” our grand-daughter Devon said. So she, of course, joined the show. She discovered a love for gaufres (waffles) and baguettes. At the Luxembourg Gardens, she fed the ducks, watched the boats, and rode a pony. At the Tuileries, we went up high in the big ferris wheel. She drove some hot wheels and we tried our hand at bumper cars. In Montmartre, she posed for a sketch, hung out with the singer of “my favorite band,” Presteej. (‘Did you tell them I’m interested in jazz and street performers?”)) and made a friend in the playground. We visited Msr. Picasso, and she and Kathy looked at the clock in the Musee d’Orsay and stopped by the locks of love on the Seine. On Notre Dame, they mimicked the gargoyles. But it was the Eiffel Tower that stole the show. On the night we saw the tower twinkle at 10. Devon was beside herself. Two days later we climbed the Tower. Kathy and Devon celebrated at the top. For me, it was Devon who stole the show.