Paris digs a nice public swimming pool. One of the best is La Piscine Josephine Baker which is situated on a barge on the Seine in Bercy (13th arr.). The roof is retractable for swimming al fresco when the weather is warm. Despite the name, we did not encounter any topless singer/dancers during our swim. Quelle dommage.
Before entering the locker room everyone removes shoes and socks and walks through the compulsory foot bath.
The locker room is co-ed, with individual changing stalls and one baby-changing station.
Nik loves the water and gets rather excited whenever he changes into his baby wetsuit.
Unfortunately, the swimsuit his dad brought along did not meet Gallic specifications. Apparently, any style of spandex or lycra banana hammock would have been fine. Speedo? Shoulder thong a la Borat? No problem. But a simple pair of board shorts? Le ne marche pas. (Yes, Paris digs a nice nonsensical rule or two). This meant we were relegated to the kiddie pool, but no biggie. A good time was had...
2 comments:
wait, you literally were not allowed to swim in the adult pool b/c you weren't wearing grape smugglers? fubar! freakin' french.
What did you do in Paris little Niky?
I went swimming!
I am very impressed that you brought his wet suit and you took him swimming...
Too cute!
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