One day... I noticed a small square of graph paper taped to Pool Keeper’s ticket window. The handwritten lines indicated a verse of poetry followed by the words “Identifiez le poète et obtenez une entrée gratuite.” If you guessed correctly, you would receive a free pass for the day.
We had been eating our way through France... and our waistlines were thickening despite all the walking we did... Because gyms and jogging were out, we got the idea of swimming.
The streets of Paris in the Latin Quarter are eerily quiet at 7am on a grey Monday morning. So where are they? Piscine pontoise of course! Where else?