The restaurant at Les Pléiades was packed this afternoon.
It was a gorgeous day, at least 30 octogenerians had flocked to the terrace at Les Pléiades. There was one couple with two young children, but the couple looked exhausted.
The man was pale, the woman could have escaped from a prison camp in North Korea.
It’s so much better to be an octogenarian.
But then again, Les Pléiades comforts everybody, even young parents.